Paroles de Raven

A raven, give him back colour A raven, his shape affected all of his lovers A craving for perfection No borders ever in his sight A raven, he wastes his own perch A raven, the lives that people dreamt of Pride / lust / greed / anger… he never feels fright! A raven, look he’s falling into the sky One day, I woke up in darkness Too much colour was mixed up into black Could you please colour me pretty now, owl? My prayer is not answered by you… (Death, blood, bodies, doom, cold lips) Like that fable, I am a slave to boredom. I’m so sleepy Like that fable, I ate death in wars all around the world