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Night is here and the dream has appeared again

Cadaver, I see, covered in black snow

He has risen, like a dying light of perennial star

In gloomy night he is cursed, now shadow unglown

Possessed, as he roams through black forest of unknown

Light, from the polymorphic crystals shines his way

But the sounds of ancient emperor he hears

Winged companion, whispers his name

Obscure and drowned in feathers of his cry

As I leave my mortal body

I hear the Ravens Cry

And his embrace will enthrone almighty forest

His eyes, with wisdom are fulfilled

Wings of silver snow shine, as he wanders through vast forest

Ancient illusion in forests core, as he flies away

Like impenetrable fortress, he stands so proud

His voice echoes through the winter valleys

As he spreads his wings of sorrow

He embraces us with a mournful cry.

Wings of silver snow, they shine as cosmos bright

In the darkest night, can you see the brightest starlight?

In deepest point of nature, I have found my isolation

And the winds will howl so cold, as it breaks our nocturnal oath

In ancient forest, beneath the silver moonlight

My doctrine of unheard silence lies there

And when I’m dead, I will lead this mysterious ways

To crown myself in wisdom and knowledge of ravens power

Thou art of wise, I shall embrace You

So when you hear his cry, don’t turn away

Embrace the darkness, let it unlight your way

And from the depths of the unknown, his voice shivers

And the raven's cry reminds us, we are not alone.