you sit upon my shoulder,
observing my every move
with closed eyes, i stumble
i stumble
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
so cold your stare
so black your feathers
I tremble beneath your clutches
drop my matches
and the building goes up
- up
as the flames wrap around us,
the tongues
lick our faces.
and it burns
... and it burns
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
fly away,
into the winter skies
Fly home
fly home
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
Raven, Raven
and it burns
and it burns
