Birds of a Feather

Crepuscular predators
Lying in wait
Claws make tracks through yellow grass
Belly like a snake
But I, for one
Have seen the setting sun
I know she’ll return
Birds of a feather
No matter what the weather
We must fight
Birds of a feather
No matter what the color
Do or die
Do or die
But I, for one
Have seen the setting sun
I know she’ll return
Birds of a feather
No matter what the weather
We must fight
Birds of a feather
No matter what the color
Do or die
Birds of a feather
No matter what the weather
We must fight
Birds of a feather
No matter what the color
Do or die
Do or die