The open window
Haunts the cradle
Kill the crow
Black eyed demons thru this broken pain of glass
Rush the body
A Øcomin' thru the rye

Crowns of thorns upon your head
Your jesusé hey! hey!
Crowns of thorns upon my head
My jesusé hey! hey!

Turn around
Turn around
Despair
Shadow
Endless fear
Colliding thru the open air

Chorus
And you can have my
Oil seed rape
As you
Burn in the corn
As you
Float out the window
Oil seed rape
Oil seed rape

Yellow miles of miles on miles
The haunting smell of opium
Gliding on a breath
The cradle's empty and the crow lies dead.