Seven blackbirds in a treeCount them, count them
What do they see?
One for sorrow
Two for joyThree for a girl
Four for a boy
Five for silver
Six for gold
Seven for a secret
That's never been told:You're all going to die!
Seven blackbirds in a treeK-i-s-s-i-n-g
First come loveSecond comes marriage
Then comes d**h in a blinding glare
I don't know, but i've been told
I don't know, but i've been told:You're all going to die!
I am he who dissolves the terror
I am morphine for a wooden leg
I am fetal distress
I am a flood of black crows
I am absolution denied
I am pilot errorI am the random chromosomeAnd i am fearI am fear
I am fearAnd i am complete and total madness
I am complete and total madness!
Die! You are all going to die!