- Our call is that of
the forgotten
Our place lies within
the shadows
Our name resides within
the heart of men
Our mark enslaves
the truest of men And the cowards
who face the world With their backs
Turned to fates torments
Our faces are beyond that of men
Faceless faces beneath the moon
Silently waiting for a fallen soul
To a feast of blood and that of sacrifice
Ravens we are, and Ravens we shall be
For as long as eternity chooses to exist
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