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