The Raven’s Omen Lyrics

In the depths of night, on branches bare,

A raven waits with a solemn stare.

Feathers black as the midnight sky,

With knowing eyes that never lie.

Sent by witches, spirits, and more,

He carries secrets, tales of lore.

A voice that echoes, dark and clear,

Whispering words only few can hear.

He's the raven, the watcher, the spy,

With wings that spread across the sky.

A prophet of shadows, a voice of fate,

Carrying whispers, dark and great.

With each caw, a secret is told,

Mysteries born from the ages old.

The raven familiar, fierce and sly,

A messenger bound to realms on high.

He glides through fog, unseen and swift,

A shadow that in silence drifts.

With words of warning, tales of woe,

He watches the world from heights below.

On witch's shoulder, perched with pride,

A loyal servant by her side.

His eyes see far, his voice is wise,

Foretelling truths in his eerie cries.

He's the raven, the watcher, the spy,

With wings that spread across the sky.

A prophet of shadows, a voice of fate,

Carrying whispers, dark and great.

With each caw, a secret is told,

Mysteries born from the ages old.

The raven familiar, fierce and sly,

A messenger bound to realms on high.

Through storms and night, he finds his way,

Guided by stars and moon's pale ray.

A trusted ally, fierce and keen,

In darkened places, he's always seen.

From ancient crypts to forests deep,

He guards the knowledge witches keep.

A silent omen, swift and true,

A raven's message brought to you.

He's the raven, the watcher, the spy,

With wings that spread across the sky.

A prophet of shadows, a voice of fate,

Carrying whispers, dark and great.

With each caw, a secret is told,

Mysteries born from the ages old.

The raven familiar, fierce and sly,

A messenger bound to realms on high.

As dawn draws near, he fades from sight,

Yet his spirit lingers through the night.

The raven's omen, dark and deep,

A keeper of secrets no one can keep.