Song of the Raven

Long ago in the realms of the sky There was a raven with opal eyes She held dark magic in her heart For this reason there were men who Sought to capture her and distill All the secrets she held within So they set a trap in the trees But she was killed when it snared her

When they dissected her broken wings And cut out her heart and opal eyes Her severed beak began to sing And all the men stood in shocked surprise In fear they put all her parts into a jar And buried them deep in the earth It was to no purpose for her song was still in the air

Soon the men themselves became ill And madness tortured them endlessly What they had released into the world Were notes of wrath and chords of disease The ignorance of man and his desire to lord over all living things will reap only suffering and death to the end of his days