Eureka Birds Now They Rise
Now they fall
Like stones thrown in a pond
Now they fall
Watch them crawl
There's really not a chance for them at all
Now they rise
Growing from the ground to the night
Spectral sighs
In twos or threes or more they come alive
The sins that put them down will be repaid
Pleas won't help
With minds made up they've come for revenge
And all at once the dead will live again
