• One by one,
    Then two by two...
    They will never die...
    On and on they come...
    Forever sitting on their walls of stone--
    Their chairs of dust.
    They are the waiting.
    Waiting for death
    Waiting for sorrow
    They will never stop
    They are the happy greeters of your demise
    They ride on the breath of the Devil's song
    For they are Crows--
    And they will wait on...
    Wait on.