you've created a new form of life
it's not real, it's not there
arised from a grave that never was
spreading sorrow and pain
it's your twin from beyond
it's growing stronger, you're getting weaker
your telepathic destruction
the return of the sparrows is your last hope
the sparrows are flying again
to figth the undead, a bloody ritual...
fly!
your final minute is coming nearer
the beast with it's full strenght
preapare to meet your doom
a shrill scream, the earth shakes
finally the sparrows have returned
millions of beaks, sharp like arrows
butcher the creature and take it back
you feel your powers again
the sparrows are flying again
to figth the undead, a bloody ritual...
learning your lesson
the sparrows went away
