On the Wings of a Raven

I have fled above here
On the wings of a raven
Witnessed the statues
Mighty and graven

Carved out by sweat-
And blood of ancient ones
Summoning the elder gods
Eldritch and nameless

On the wings of a raven
Iron shall fly once more
Soaring and glistening
Like the steel of yore

Pummelling at the anvil
I shall expel my power
Honouring primordial stones
With the blood of romanticism
With the blood of romanticism