To Outlive the Nine Ravens

Change flows from within Downwards to the soaking earth Shed the remnants of this doubt Let fire now claim it all Hearken woods, the sky and the earth My scream tears down the lies Far too long I have suckled them beneath my skin Speak to me quietly Carry my bones along the marshland Let not the will-o'-the-wisps lead me astray From the night Above the treetops The fire-bird cries My heart beats faster The storm makes its way It screams the change upon my soul Awakens me from the sleep of ages Wild birds join my cry Come holy, come freedom, wind Make the change animate Let fire now claim it all Hearken woods, the sky and the earth My scream tears down the lies

Submitted by Grave666 — Jul 21, 2026