The piercing sound of the raven's call,
Darkens my soul with its shadow so tall.
Its thick feathers spread forth in the blackened night,
Searching for its victim that is no longer in sight.
He used to bind together my hands,
But he no longer has those commands.
For i am lost from the sight of his black eyes,
Escaping while he sends out his wailing crys.
Casting the blanket of its veil so grim,
The evil bird searches the terrain before him.
Still having high hopes of catching its prey,
Even if it takes til the light of day.
No longer doth he grasp the strings of my mind,
For it was the presence of God whom i did find.
No more running or hiding in the dark of the night,
For i am now over flowing with God's gracious light.