I was walking along a lengthy winding road when the darkness came
I was lost, and screaming in pain
my head hurt so bad I’d forgotten my name
and there, I stood, in the middle of that road, in the pouring rain
I’m not sure how long it was, but when I opened my eyes, the moonlight came
and there was death again, calling my name.
Dead you, dead me
a song incredibly sickly but yet so eerily sweet
dancing raindrops hitting both of my feet
a burning desire as death and I meet,
the very last time I’d hear my heart beat
death won the battle as they covered my corpse with a white sheet
he grinned as I died for him,
it was so sickeningly sweet.
Tearful no more when I took my last breath
did I realize I was accepting my death
where the road ends, with all that I know
on that very day, didn’t I become, the sacred black crow
and I cast out my shadow across a blanket of snow.
My name is Ruth, the Baroness Beaudreau
and this is my song, the song of the sacred black crow.
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