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.