The shriek pierces the night sky, dark feathers flowing by. The raven's call is strong, wicked, and maddening listen to it, just try. The raven in the forest waits, he is not what you think he is, his whispers vile and putrid to the mind. The raven waits for you...
The rain drops down, the thunder roars, harsh winds blow, and you have no where to go. The raven waits, he knows you're there just hiding from him, yet so near. You can hide all you like, the raven knows where.
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