The Crow Cries
Slowly sinking into depths
Mysteries to find undone
A crow cries twice upon the crown and now he's down
Struck down from the thrown the kings crown falls, unmet
No king No king the people shout as the crow fly's across the sky's
The dark passes with the crow into the a night a new day to dawn
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