Abysmal Hymn # Viii (four Ravens Flew) Lyrics

Hymn # Viii (four Ravens Flew) Lyrics


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