The Birds Will Take Your Eyes First Lyrics

by Bird Eater
Album: Dead Mothers Make the Sun Set 
I will cut you down and watch you twitch like a dreaming dog.

A horse with a broken leg. Panic in your rolling eyes and terrible screams.

A crow with a broken wing stirring the dust. In crippled circles you dance for death.

The birds will take your eyes first.

With a broken spine you writhe and shake like moss in a river strobed by lightning.

The birds will take your eyes first.