Serj Tankian Harakiri

We' re the day birds
Deciding to fly against the sky
Within our dreams, we all wake up
To kiss the ones who are born to die
We' re the greying herds
Hurting each other with our lives
Within our dreams, we all wake up
To kiss the ones who are born to die
Born to die, born to die
The drum fish
They beached themselves in Hara-kiri
The blackbirds
They fell in thousands from the sky
Their red wings
Streaming down from the higher seas
Deflected by the grounds
They crowned the sun
They crowned the sun
But I believe that they are free
When their time was done
They were drowned by the only One