Hilla Stormbringer |
Under Raven Wings
All this land is starved by war Feed our hungry, feed our poor You don't need flesh anymore Under raven wings Under raven wings See a warrior lying dead With his shield beneath his head So at last we will be fed Under raven wings Under raven wings Near the man there is a hound At us he will make no sound Worms will drag him underground Under raven wings Under raven wings See the sky is bare and clear No hawk either far or near For we fill them all with fear Under raven wings Under raven wings As we circle to and fro O'er the battlefield below There's no movement fast nor slow Under raven wings Under raven wings Felled by sword or spear or knife At the end of all your strife By your death you give us life Under raven wings Under raven wings |
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