The Subtle Arts of Murder and Persuasion letra

The dark crow man sits and stares into oblivion into cold into nothingness; it's snowing in his mind. He is created himself in his own image.
Lust held for him means naught, a knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips; the welcome in a woman's eyes hold nothing for him.
Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck. His dead eyes pierce the night. As his gaze falls down on the city it fills him the method ascertained, conviction. He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed.

The Realness - Letras

• A Warning
• Alive
• Black Label
• Confessional
• Fight To Survive
• In the Absence of the Sacred
• Letter to the Unborn
• O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E.
• Our worlds end
• Pariah
• Sleepless nights
• Terror and Hubris in the House of Frank Pollard
• The Black Dahlia
• The Subtle Arts of Murder and Persuasion