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Farewell my beautiful bride to be

let thy raven guard upon thy soul

thou shall not be forgotten

no, not by any chance

trust in me to be thy raven

a soulless carrier

devoted in nothing but thy memory

chosen and trusted

beyond salvation

let me be the one to carry thee to the land of the dead

I will fly thee through the dark forest of pain

I will protect thee from the lost ones

soulless beings who reach out to grab thee

just to make thee a member of their fiendish union

I already see their faces and hear their screams

"get thee hence!" I will scream

but they would already have turned away

thy inner light have beaten them all

just by one glance

and even the mightiest demon falls by thy hand

and when my quest is over

and all that is left, is to walk the dark path alone

I will not be scared

even though I know that my darkened soul weakened longs for the unholy ones

no, thou will follow my tormented soul and guard it as the angle thou are

but I know not where I will find my peace

while my angle cries me to sleep