o great raven in the sky guided by thy will shalt fly higher and higher with no obstruction What injustice thou imply how am i taunted by thy cry can't you see the glory of thy creation
look at you great wolf your eyes tell me there's nothing you fear wanna be like you and not the poor bird that I am
and when thou spread these wings and fade from my eyes my mind journeys forth if i had those wings i would conquer the sky and be bound by nothing more
now hear the wolf sadly howl obsessed with the desire to fly so far out of reach seems his goal the tears in his eyes will not dry and thus goes the fable of raven and wolf never seeing though each others' eyes when the wolf seeks the sky and the raven the earth only death is the fate to us all
let thy fangs be thy beak let thy claws be feathers and wings may howl equal shriek ringing through the night the raven will be hunting prey on blood pieces he shall feed the wolf high in his nest may bread spreading its wings and then fly
feal the urge that takes you higher satisfying for a while running dry of thy desire 'cause in time it will seem vile
lone wolf in silent night silhouette against the moon cloaks itself in silence but soon the forest is filled with his saddened cry
i wish i never would have changed oh give back my beak and wings have my foolish wish exchanged and again i could fly now that my freedom is gone listen how the clock of time rings my path still seems so long but i will stay wolf till i die