Two birds they come aflying--
Two crows in the night--
Two birds come aflying--
One black soot the other a snowy white.
Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted Man.
His eyes were bloody rubies--
Hers were the blackest pearls--
His eyes were bloody rubies--
And they watched the night clouds' swirls.
Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted Man.
Two birds they come aflying--
Two crows in the night--
Two birds come aflying--
One black soot the other a snowy white.
The Devil couldn't take them--
No matter how hard he tries--
The Devil couldn't take them--
They'd done pecked out his eyes.
Listen carefully in the dark and hear them laugh as the Devil cries.
Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted man--
Black-hearted Lindsey and the Cold-hearted man--
Flying through the night, just outside the divine plan.

Amanda:  "We were born into a world of with beings of great power. 
Beings who were heroes, villains, but more importantly to us they were our parents.  Those of us who were in the Yellow Jackets Scouting program, had pledged ourselves to the Three Values of:  Respect; Resolve; and Resourcefulness. 

When the invasion began nobody would have expected that we would be the ones on the front lines". 

©2009 Thom Foster

The gods committed suicide with the birth of mortals;
Hooked themselves to a sledge of infinite weight as it plummeted off a cliff.
Holy messengers on myriad wings;
Delivered death threats from on high.
Others crawled from deepest shadow;
With venom laced tongues.
The cycle unfolds.
The legends are notes written in ichor;
Suicide notes that can be set in time to a celestial orchestra;
Playing a dirge for all you know.