Congress of the Crow

I've seen this before in a dream
Label it a war if you wish to deceive
Beaten back by the heads of a million undead
Levitating

Use it to cage
Use it to chain
Use it to maim
Reign

Your hallowed view
An empty plate to be force-fed now
I'm blaming you
Derange us all and create fear

A crow heads the cult of deceit
Pick the bones of the dead, an impious defeat
Hypnotized by the prize in the rookery's lies
Subjugated