The dove flies

With the light of his soul

As he egerly goes

And claim his goal.

 

Over the rainbow

Through the wind

To the sun

Where his journey'll end

 

But a raven lives

In the yard of tombs

He suffers pain

As he battles the rain

 

A dove flies

Into Happiness

Over his home

Where he roams

 

But a raven's happiness

Is a thing of the past

He asks how long

This hell will last

 

A ground for a bed

A rock for a pillow

As the raven sleeps

He weeps

 

A dove flies

Around the hell

And the raven's story

He will never tell

 

For he doesn't know

Heartache and pain

For he doesn't feel

The raven's rain