Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When Crows Tick on Windows, artist - Carach Angren. Album song This Is No Fairy Tale, in the genre
Date of issue: 23.02.2015
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
When Crows Tick on Windows |
Three quite calm nights went by |
Merely the silence before a new tempest arrived |
All hell breaks loose on night four |
The children can now hear |
How father is whipping their squealing mother |
With his leather belt while she falls to the floor |
The fear and tension is rising by the day |
The boy falls asleep but his sister is kept awake |
By having serious thoughts for the two of them to escape |
Tick-tack! |
It’s time to go! |
For there’s a crow… Tick! |
Tack… Ticking on her window |
She has no explanation why she has a terrible feeling |
That someone is going to die |
Next morning they leave everything behind |
They bring some clothes, water and bread |
They run with fear |
But without hesitation and regret |
Without looking back |
Darkness has fallen |
Two children are afraid and lost in the night |
They walk on an old road when a car appears |
And they’re too slow to hide |
Goddamn! |
He found them! |
Goddamn! |
He found them! |
Goddamn! |
He found them… |
His eyes glow like those of Satan himself! |
He’s cursing, pounding, screaming! |
Throws his son into the car |
Hits his little daughter so hard! |
Tell me the truth. |
I know this was you |
But no more, little whore |
I’ll punish you like I’ve never done before |
Goddamn! |
Goddamn! |
His eyes glow like those of Satan himself! |
They get beaten, locked up and mistreated |
There’s no place like home! |
There’s no place like home! |
And she opens her eyes after another brutal night |
Weeping winds whining hopeless tones |
And there’s no sunshine, it’s still dark outside |
The living room is trashed |
There are bloodstains and pieces of glass everywhere |
Father still passed out on the couch |
Where’s mother? |
And why is there water dripping down the stairs? |
She walks up the staircase and sees her little brother |
Holding on to the doorpost of the bathroom |
As if he had just seen a ghost |
His body frozen, eyes wide open |
He does not react to her voice |
What’s wrong? |
A tear rolls down his pale face |
And then! |
The sight of their dead mother |
Floating in light red water flowing from the bathtub |
She had left the water faucet open |
Taken an overdose of pills and slit both her wrists |
No! |
She is dead! |
She is dead! |
Mother is dead! |
No! |
Mama, why? |
Mother, goodbye… |
Mommy, why? |
Oh mother, goodbye… |
When crows tick on windows |
Oh, when crows tick on windows… |