The White Raven
A neutral peace comes from painted pieces
A brutal feast on the tainted beasts and
A white machine gun, a white machine gun
Baby blue grenade
A shade of Kelly green machine gun
My uniform is invisible
My camouflage is invisible
I dip my hand into sand
Now I'm visible
Sewing leaves onto my skin and my material
My motives are invisible
My armor is invincible
The arms will go where the army goes
A raven black
In the fallen snow
A palpitation from a heart of gold
A bit of salvation in the bitter cold
My uniform is invisible
My camouflage is invisible
I dip my hands into sand
And I'm visible
Sewing leaves onto my skin and my material
My motives are invisible
My armor is invincible
