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Fly, black raven, fly
Lift your wings to the sky
I'm certain that I saw
Saw that look in your eye

Stole her golden crown
That she left on the ground
You took what you had found
Without making a sound


Watched him in the dark
While he tore her apart
Where all the villagers lived
And no travellers passed

You can't speak your mind
So you left her behind
You flew out of your tree
And over the sea

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