There's a black bird perched outside my window
He burns me with his eyes of gold to embers
One day that bird, he spoke to me
You'll touch the hand of God
On a blanket made of woven shadows
These angels have turned my wings to wax now
I fell like Judas grace denied
On that day that he lied to me
You'll touch the hand of God
I walk among the children of my fathers
The broken wings, betrayal's cost
They call to me but never touch my heart, now
All I can hear is what he spoke to me
You'll touch the hand of God
So now I curse that raven's fire
You made me hate, you made me burn
He laughed aloud as he flew from Eden
You always knew, you never learn
The crow no longer sings to me
You'll touch the hand of God
You'll touch the hand of God