Give Up The Ghost.

Saw them gathering sticks from the ground by the thicket while assembling the nest.

On alert for any lingering threats. Building frantically without rest.
Walls grew dense and blocked out the sun… Caving in everyone.
Darkness fell wiped out a once joyous tone, then famished, like possessed ended up eating their own.



Gets me choked up practically every other time I listen to it.