birds-on-fire films

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"And he sat upon a throne of coal, the mine now turned from treasure chest to inky tomb, his lungs a burning forest. The Coal Miner whispered of his sweet Jesus and begged him to welcome the miner home...but not a sound slithered past his lips. His Canary in its cage, failing at the only job it had, to die before its master, was now not only alive, but set Aflame and chirping as if it was just another cool Sunday in the garden. The Coal Miner watched the Bird burn and never once lose its perch. It chirped and chirped. Its black eye now a ball of white heat...it chirped and did not move from its perch, this Bird on Fire."

--no one actually wrote that nonsense, silly britches. I just made it up for you.