The round of robins
Hunted down the hawk
They were high on honey
From the lion's skull

The robins' beaks were sharpened
The hawk's claws were not
They tore it into pieces
Singing "arise to fall"

The sky was screaming
As it rained feathers and bones
Collective dreaming
We're all one and alone

In the beak of the raven
Hangs the rabbit's child
Shrieking in terror
Before its mother's eyes

Mother leapt in vengeance
Her mind aflame
She drove her dull teeth
Deep in that raven's neck

The sky was screaming
As it rained feathers and bones
Collective dreaming
We're all one and alone
Her mind was screaming
As it rained feathers and bones
Collective dreaming
The all-one is alone

Scurry to cower
Behind your throne
The last to die will live alone
Calling out to speak with ghosts

In the end
The birds will build nests
With your hair and bones
With your hair and bones

You'll die upon a throne
You'll die upon a throne

You were the last to die
And lived alone
You are the final ghost

And the birds sing songs
To the tears in the sky