| Song | Walking The Crowpath |
| Artist | Fen |
| Album | Dustwalker |
| With the scent of damp ground and woodsmoke, | |
| Nature’s incense unfurls | |
| Sated by carrion, the watchers land and gather | |
| Branches hang heavy as they observe | |
| For their memory, for their pain, | |
| For their very essence I walk the Crowpath |
| With the scent of damp ground and woodsmoke, | |
| Nature' s incense unfurls | |
| Sated by carrion, the watchers land and gather | |
| Branches hang heavy as they observe | |
| For their memory, for their pain, | |
| For their very essence I walk the Crowpath |