The Whitecrow Songtext
von Hypnos

The morality′s opulent fall, the lack of confidence
Covetous throats impossible to feed
More, more, more... Permanent oppression
Information streams dictating what to think

And there's nowhere to hide
Prefabricated minds make us a stereotype herd, just as expected
Our ground – violated
Our homes – unrespected
Our fathers – neglected
Our pleas – silenced


When future seems not bright, someone′s searching for the light
Someone who is not forlorn, not given to mourn
A messenger from The Sun, new Phoenix is born
A follower of none, a speaker for all

I am the one who embraced the sun for my spirit's liberation
And I am enjoying its heat
Breaking conventions by tearing useless ties
Not giving in to mass psychosis
Heading towards a brighter horizon
Filled with tranquillity, all is within the reach

Whitecrow... I am Whitecrow