Ravenlord کے بول

Grey morning, dawn won the fight Daylight drives away the night Fog's rising out in the fields The birth of winter is in sight Dark shadow's fall from the sky They alight on gallows tree Black feathers, amber beaks Waiting for their Deity Leaves are spinning 'round Lost and never found When the King takes the Crown Can you feel The autumn wind blowing Ravenlord is coming to stay Can you hear The passing bell tolling Ravenlord - takes you far away Sharp talons, pinions of ice They obscure the new-born day Hot breathing freezes to snow Piercing caws lead you astray Leaves are spinning 'round...