Wings and eyes of black

Screeching, cawing all in one

As the raven flies

Your life will soon be done


Bird of pure mystery

A hunter of the special kind

Don’t be fooled, they cause misery

As you will find


Ravens screeching, cawing

The sorrowful tune

A song of hope, a prophecy

That the world be doomed

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Love the raven. Their medicine is magic. 

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