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I wander through the wind and snow deeper into the unknown; |
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Old spruce trees and the sights of snowy fields I pass by; |
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The forest of my mind.. |
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With fear I look the shapes and silhouettes; |
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One of them I stop to stare. |
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Black eyes of night looking back at me; |
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Raven of despair.. |
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I stare into raven's eyes and see reflection of my life; |
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I see the sorrow and the tears, the demons of my fears; |
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Memories that tear.. |
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The snow glimmers like stars before my eyes; |
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The glow of my fate. |
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Black eyes of night looking back at me; |
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Raven of hate.. |
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Raven.. On the edge of the frost; |
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I still remember it's eyes black as night; |
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Raven.. |
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Raven.. On the edge of the dark; |
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I can still feel it's cold eyes upon me; |
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Raven.. |
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I wish the visions be gone and to see them nevermore; |
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As in the dark appers a light, the red of sunrise; |
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The filtering light.. |
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Raven breaks the silence with a shriek; |
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And spreads it's black wings. |
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The grace releases me from my pain; |
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Raven of grief.. |
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Raven.. On the edge of the frost; |
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I still remember it's eyes black as night; |
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Raven.. |
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Raven.. On the edge of the dark; |
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I can still feel it's cold eyes upon me; |
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Raven.. |
