The White Raven

A neutral peace comes from painted pieces
A brutal feast on the tainted beasts and
A white machine gun
A white machine gun
Baby blue grenade
A shade of Kelly green machine gun

My uniform is
My camouflage is
I dip my hands into sand
Now I'm visible
Sewing leaves onto my skin and my material

My motives are
My armor is invincible

The arms will go where the army goes
A raven black in the fallen snow
A palpitation from a heart of gold
A bit of salvation in the bitter cold

My uniform is
My camouflage is
I dip my hands into sand
And I'm visiblе
Sewing leaves onto my skin and my matеrial

My motives are
My armor is invincible