Thrashing and screaming (They come through the door)nThrashing and screaming (They're coming for more)nThrashing and screaming (Coming for us)nShuffling (Crows)nnWrap. Your. Hands. Around a shard of glass!n(Every crow's wings)nThe street lamps are sighing (And we're all dead)nThis might be us dying (Dying)nThe street lamps. Are sighing.nnYour soul is so heavy your ashes will sink to the floor. YOUR SOUL IS SO HEAVY YOUR ASHES WILL SINK TO THE FLOOR.nnEvery crow's wings shuffles like a deck of cards. (Intermittent fucking)