Peacock Feathers lyrics

Peacock feathers

Said to be bad luck

Possessing beauty

They stood in glass

Years of testament

A curse of sacrifice

Involuntary opted

Relics misfortune

Only relieved so

Of fastidious watch

By migration's might

Mandating eradication

Yet fortune followed

In the absence found

A voiceless vortex

Shared, fated fouls

Peacock feathers

For a fowl, lost luck

Beauty rudely plucked

A trophy indignity

• Artist:Ww Ww