What The Crow Saw - Taint

From town and country they came

O’er fields of golden corn

Driven by plagues among us Unknown from whence they’re born

Her hair was strong and flowing

Her heart so, bounteous

The child so small and sleeping

To wake him, so joyous

Comet came overhead now

Envenom our well once sweet

Dystopic nightmare vision

Well on our city streets

Flee for the hills

Don’t you worry about a thing

The scrambling hordes be falling

All over themselves

Comet came overhead now

Envenom our well once sweet

Dystopic nightmare vision

Well on our city streets

Mine eyes, look to the sun for safe home

Mine eyes, won’t forget the horror

The plagues are now over

All ashes to the sky

The city lies dormant

And the wind whistles by A new day dawns once again

And new life begins once again

A new generation

Built in honesty

Then sullied by madness

Inevitably

It came from o’er the hills

It came from o’er the seas…