The raven's flown and left the tower And Albion feels all abandoned A desecrated cenotaph - surveillance state and Waning choices Guarded by warriors we knew Guided by our ancestral voices
Let flags of black and red unfurl Echoes of distant laughter Confederation of the dispossessed Fearing neither God nor master
Brother of this wretched man I heed your call - never giving in Watching from his perch bemused I see him now The spectre of the Raven King
Forever in this moment Rejecting those who would control us Touched by a common genius All bound by fate and common purpose
Brother of this wretched man I heed your call - never giving in Watching from his perch bemused I see him now The spectre of the Raven King
All our lives transformed Touched forever more All connected All as-one