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