Songtext von Hymn # VIII (Four Ravens Flew)

In her eye... far away A tear broke free From the ice, from the frost of her long sleep Hear the thunder of the North Hear the ravens screaming her name Let the black ones fly to speak the messages of the unborn Onto the blackest skies Shadows of the raven's flight Crying their lament Upon the crossroad where she stand One flies to gain the thundering North Another crosses great seas in the West The third flies South, towards the !sunreich The last across the windswept fields of the East Sand Seas Skies Darkness Time Death The center of the sin North West South East Wisdom's found Along the roads to the center of the sin The tear... Lost its grip of her cheek Buried forever... In the sand... of my world ...of my darkness ...of my perfection ...of my sorrows Sorrows... Let the ravens fly