Fuck Butterflies, Give me Crows

This time it's not butterflies
This time I have crows
The butterflies no longer satisfy
The crows take wing where the butterflies once had flown.

The crows make my heart soar
Causing a shadow over that sun of love
Creating patches in my heart so torn
Crows are obscure, purer than those wretched doves.

'Cause God know that we get closest to love in darkness
Creating love that will always last longer
Humans think butterflies are beautiful and crows are heartless
But, oh, how the crows make the darkness grow stronger.