Reeking dead carcass
Carrion! Beak tearing flesh
Scavenger with black wings
Weather changing, autumn dead leaves
Fall!
Grave
Tombstone memorial
Reverie
Reminiscing nostalgia, the past
Voice
Haggard, raspy, ominous
Prophecy
Omen, impending doom
Mortality
Seize the moment
For the time
Is running low
From the moment we are born
We die
With heads in the clouds
And a foot in the grave
Listen to the crows
As they rasp your name