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

taking the creatures where it belongs

back to the kingdom of death



the sparrows never fly again

the undead is defeated

the sparrows will never fly again