Love is black
The darkest raven will crawl
With the pain of a thousand black feathers
And the hate for a dove

Fly, black raven!
My heart an open hatch
Fly, black raven!
Come back, raven!
Twist your twisted leg upon that twisted olive branch

Hope is small
The smallest light beam will come
With the dance of a thousand flakes of dust

Hope is wrong
A weary sailor will fall
With the betrayal of a thousand black stones
And a prayer for more

Fly, black raven!
My heart an open hatch
Fly, black raven!
Come back, raven!
Twist your twisted leg upon that twisted olive branch

Fly, black raven!
My heart an open hatch
Fly, black raven!
Come back, raven!
Twist that twisted leg upon that twisted olive branch

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