Raven Chorus (2)
๐ต 688 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:28 duration
๐ ID: 26824759
๐ Lyrics
She stands body bowed
Her tears wet the stone
A widow charcoal black
Grief cuts to the bone
Lifts her head, begs release
The raven breaks the peace
The raven calls
Love's kiss soon turns to bile
For love stays but a while
Their eyes burn with hate
Their voices rise - and their hearts break
In battles past and to come
The soon to die are sung
A hymn by the soon to feed
A requiem on the breeze
The raven calls
A tree whose black twisted limbs
Seems weighed-down by all our sins
Makes a fitting seat a throne
As old as standing stones
And the modern world won't mean a thing
When mystery's web starts to spin
When above the city's banal hum
Calls the raven and the drum
The raven calls...
Her tears wet the stone
A widow charcoal black
Grief cuts to the bone
Lifts her head, begs release
The raven breaks the peace
The raven calls
Love's kiss soon turns to bile
For love stays but a while
Their eyes burn with hate
Their voices rise - and their hearts break
In battles past and to come
The soon to die are sung
A hymn by the soon to feed
A requiem on the breeze
The raven calls
A tree whose black twisted limbs
Seems weighed-down by all our sins
Makes a fitting seat a throne
As old as standing stones
And the modern world won't mean a thing
When mystery's web starts to spin
When above the city's banal hum
Calls the raven and the drum
The raven calls...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:01.22] She stands body bowed
[01:10.32] Her tears wet the stone
[01:18.50] A widow charcoal black
[01:27.69] Grief cuts to the bone
[01:36.76] Lifts her head, begs release
[01:44.06] The raven breaks the peace
[01:57.64] The raven calls
[02:05.81] Love's kiss soon turns to bile
[02:17.67] For love stays but a while
[02:26.71] Their eyes burn with hate
[02:34.93] Their voices rise - and their hearts break
[02:44.04] In battles past and to come
[02:52.24] The soon to die are sung
[03:00.31] A hymn by the soon to feed
[03:08.55] A requiem on the breeze
[03:21.28] The raven calls
[03:30.33] A tree whose black twisted limbs
[03:41.26] Seems weighed-down by all our sins
[03:50.35] Makes a fitting seat a throne
[04:00.39] As old as standing stones
[04:08.52] And the modern world won't mean a thing
[04:15.86] When mystery's web starts to spin
[04:24.98] When above the city's banal hum
[04:33.15] Calls the raven and the drum
[04:45.86] The raven calls...
[05:23.71]
[01:10.32] Her tears wet the stone
[01:18.50] A widow charcoal black
[01:27.69] Grief cuts to the bone
[01:36.76] Lifts her head, begs release
[01:44.06] The raven breaks the peace
[01:57.64] The raven calls
[02:05.81] Love's kiss soon turns to bile
[02:17.67] For love stays but a while
[02:26.71] Their eyes burn with hate
[02:34.93] Their voices rise - and their hearts break
[02:44.04] In battles past and to come
[02:52.24] The soon to die are sung
[03:00.31] A hymn by the soon to feed
[03:08.55] A requiem on the breeze
[03:21.28] The raven calls
[03:30.33] A tree whose black twisted limbs
[03:41.26] Seems weighed-down by all our sins
[03:50.35] Makes a fitting seat a throne
[04:00.39] As old as standing stones
[04:08.52] And the modern world won't mean a thing
[04:15.86] When mystery's web starts to spin
[04:24.98] When above the city's banal hum
[04:33.15] Calls the raven and the drum
[04:45.86] The raven calls...
[05:23.71]