The birds came on a summer dayIn the late JulyLike a great cloud of darknessThe Murder in the SkyLouder than the bells those crows calledBuzzing in our earsThey cackled like cruel witchesArousing all our fearsThey all dipped swiftly from the airWith bloodthirsty eyesThe fields became seas of redSuch a horrid demise!The crows were feasting on the deadWe watched, frozen with shockIn fear, I started laughingMy heart beat like a clock!Then I saw a young girl runningInto the blood-red sea!She smiled as they took her!At her calamity!