As a swirling storm takes on a horse-like sharp, an eerie chorus can be heard vocalizing, calling out as it travels the land, it’s hooves creating a strong wind to vacuum any living being it encounters, taking them up into the sky…

Come to us…

You will be ours…

In the skies…

Forever…

Won’t let you go!

Don’t leave our side…

How will you hide…

You can’t escape from us..

You were all made for us..

Just give up.

Just give in.

Just give in to us now!