Mook - Hooded Hawks lyrics

Hooded hawks in the night, perched on city stoops Still in silence, in the dark, k**ers of the avenue The tempest bold with his shrill is blinded by his broken will The quiet scream of d**h Ignites the oil sky Creation songs that people switch their menaced faces Like pigeons in feeding circles they are the same in all places With cynical eyes, I hooded hawk swoop, a deadly decent into garbage and soot And the quiet scream of d**h Ignites the oil sky I am lost and forgotten, falling from the sky Like a hooded hawk in the night, waiting to die I am lost and forgotten, falling from the sky Like a hooded hawk in the night...