Letra da Música: Raven - Valhalla

Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
The black sovereign reigned

The snow are going accumulating deeply in it is worth
Him/it
It was of not one more gloomy fog, crosing of the
Terra extremo, i set up,
Behind only, drenshed for memories...

In the last moons i was a mercenary soldier
Struggling beside the crow, oh the glorious queen!

Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
The black sovereign reigned

I was the only survivor of great batalha prophiesyse
For the priests of the temples of stone, i am me that
He/she speaks to him/her...

Distant of the cold of the snow where the earth was
Trembling pillar of the fire it was nights of
Iluminating and splits are going exaled vaporous
Poison... black hair that confuses with the wings of a
Crow that the black sovereign reigned
...a primordial age of the humanity
In the middle of the chaos, there were the crow of
Imense posperous's kingdom and sovereing... a thone of
Gloomy colours with origin of unknow.

A fog was descending moutanha and with this a ley
Caught a cold breeze that was cutting the skin...
... apreduction never sees before crow it covered his
Hesd there with his weighed rob and drawer high been
Below the day that would be designated an age
The sky was dark although it leaves of the fog it was
Already diffused that red clouds formed assuming the
Form of red dragon slowly, while zigzaging, in the
Horizon was the great day!

The enemies were closed, sad close of blood
Noise of bones that break separately...
Fires were coming from whole where...
The smell of rotten meat...
The death was in the present air...

Me fought until the last autumn of body...
It was the prophecy that was materialized
Crow was gaia... her blood was it overflowed in the
Earth

Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
The black sovereign reigned

"i died as soldier he/she has to die
I don't have doubts it was necessary
That was my destiny...
I don't have doubts... on my destiny... it was my
Destiny"

Black hair that confuses with the wings of a crow that
The black sovereign reigned

... now a trip only submerges in memories.