The raven's my totem; my brother He is me; I am him Watching this innocent world Grow increasingly grim
The raven's the sign you'll see When darkness is near Rooted deep in your heart Your primeval fear
A black garment suits a black soul Avoided since days of old There flies the raven
I am the dark spirit inside yourself You dare not name I am the lunatic you need To know you're still sane
My ancestors long ago Served the one-eyed lord So today, a jester of darkness I see and report
A black garment suits a black soul Avoided since days of old There flies the raven
Gloomweaver eternal Children of the light: Scorn me not Be content you're not me Be content you're not me
From old they have feared him (There flies the raven) Never dared to be near him (There flies the raven) The darkwinged omen: Who will live, who will die You better beware When you hear the raven cry When you hear the raven cry