BardicTranslationRoughs/BlackBirds

Black birds come down from the moon
Black birds, fearsome nightmares
They circle, circle all night
As they search for my daughter

Take my gold
Take my gold
Take my gold
and fly back
- we don't need your gold
we don't need your gold
your gold has gone rusty
look, it's all tarnished

Black birds with their black beaks
Will peck out the light from children's eyes
In their black claws they'll take it away
Leaving only charcoal-black fear in the eyeholes

Take my kingdom
Take my kingdom
Take my kingdom
And take my crown
- we don't need your kingdom
we don't need your kingdom
your kingdom is a hole in the ground
and your crown false

Take my eyes, then
Take my eyes, then
Take my eyes, then
That they may not see you
- we no longer need your eyes
we no longer need your eyes
we've already entered your eyes
and taken everything we wanted

(insane laughter)