The Raven call
I was walking through the alley, when I heard the ravens call
a whisper in the air saying, “catch me before I fall”
I was seeking through the night, after that sad voice
but I couldn’t hear it, just this ravens screaming noise
I was still listening for what, I wanted to hear
that voice that was whispering, full of fear
I was willing to help, this poor little thing
but something stopped me, when that raven started sing
I was stunned by the sound, from that ravens throat
filling me with hate and sorrows, so cold, I wrapped my coat
I was still unable to move, when a whisper came to me
then the raven blocked my way, again I couldn’t see
I was blocked by the raven so cold and black
it's eyes looked at me, there was no way back
I was scared to death by this creature
the raven hated me, it was its nature
I was so afraid by this born hate
but the eyes didn’t belong, they were filled with faith
I was staring in, to those hoping eyes
something reached out, a voice full of lies
I was hearing the sound of the ravens call
I ran, away from the whisper, “catch me, now I fall”
I was watching the dark, being erased by the light
I could see clearly at day, not at night
In the middle of the alley, I saw a little child
laying still along the flowers, so wild
As I got closer, the truth became red
along the blood, there was a girl that was dead
I looked into the eyes, the raven was there
a hateful raven that did not care
A whisper in the air, “you did not catch me”
