
Owls have an air
Of magic to them
Their yellow eyes
Ready to claw down
Your soul
On a cold, dark night
Guarding this place
That no human
Had ever set foot on
Alex
Owls have an air
Of magic to them
Their yellow eyes
Ready to claw down
Your soul
On a cold, dark night
Guarding this place
That no human
Had ever set foot on
Alex