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In defiance of notion

Roosted beyond time

The mountain still stands like a dagger of stone

Disturbing the current, Stabbing the order

The Ravens they cry

Cry for sacrifice

Cry for the cold, sacred flesh to devour

The blood still runs red, still stains beyond denial

Oh darkness in the heart of the veil

Blood, blade and truth will prevail

I stand where men stood before me, dagger held high

The ancient force of bones and dust

Still flows in the veins of those who bear the call

The call from the grave

The voices of power

Trees and animals

Winds and star light

All synchronise to the flow of the night

Dark ecstasy, Invisible fire

A cold cry of death

A shadow on the crescent moon

Ancient spirits arise

Here on the top of Ravnfell

Unchained, Unbroken, unbowed

My lineage whispers to me

here the arts I perform

Here on the top of Ravnfell

Oh you are blind, poor children of the sensory

You cannot see this blight on your truth

Here in the heart if where you think it's safe to

bet the ravens still caw in your dreams

Maybe one day when your world sinks into the sea

Maybe then you'll return to the mountain again

Return and stand trial for your ignorant treachery

Fall to your knees and repent