Twas that night, so superb in flight The raven flies majestic Upon it's wings a maiden sings As the knell for mankind rings... And as the song echoes among the distant hills Carried by pestilent winds, the last breath of man it k**s As the raven finds it's roost to watch the babes of god die Sits high on judgements throne as mans rebirth is denied. Twas that night, a fire burns bright For holy words so hard they die And upon the wings the pestilence brings And showers upon all things Twas that night, so superb in flight The raven flies majestic Upon its wings a maiden sings As the knell for mankind rings... And on the ground of god there lays A forsaken world now in waste Ripped to shreds by our desire The earth is now a burning pyre...