A raven came to me,
Spoke to me in my dream
A long lost prophecy,
A forgotten legacy
Echoes of yesterday,
Won't let these dreams fade away
All the beauty I adored,
At the edge of the world
Across the universe,
Time is to be reversed
No shelter can be found,
To this fate, we are bound!
Behold the final hour,
The last times will be dour
All life falls into gorge
Of the end of the world!
"Burning skies
On the vengeances night
Devastating scythe,
Of the ancient Light"
I saw the might,
Of the ancient Light!
And the beauty of the perishing world,
There's no tomorrow
We have been warned
"The sky's bird struck fire,
Made a flame flare up
The north wind burnt the clearing
The north-east quite consumed it:
It burnt all the trees to ash and reduced them to dust"