Murder Cries

We wandered through the darkness of the day To show me where the years have slipped away It's idle hands that dig the grave So give your fingers what they crave The flowers bloomed as bright as blood Your feather crown fell in the mud We said to death, well, not to wait Bring tomorrow what it may You'll find me where the crows fly With my feather crown, brittle and dry Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes The murder, the murder she cries Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (to show me where the years, murder she cried) Where the crows fly (it's idle hands, murder she cried) We wandered through the darkness of the day (where the crows) To show me where the years have slipped away (where the crows) It's idle hands that dig the grave (where the crows fly) So give your fingers what they crave You'll find me where the crows fly With my feather crown, brittle and dry Drinking the tears from their bleeding eyes The murder, the murder she cries Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (murder she cried) Where the crows fly (we wandered through the darkness) Murder she cried Where the crows fly (to show me where the years) Murder she cried Where the crows fly (it's idle hands) Murder she cried Where the crows fly (so give your fingers) Murder she cried