The Roots, the Rats and the Raven Songtext
von Myridian

Down, further down
O′ roots, engulf me
Like pathways of the mind
Our minds entwined

My hands are stained with blood
These hands that have killed
These hands that have loved
I must kill the the sun above

And I see the arrows
That pierce the flesh
I see the knives
That cut and rend

My hands are stained with blood
These hands that have killed
These hands that have loved
I shall kill, when the raven comes


Rats find a way
I learn much from them
Spreading plague
I too shall spread my disease

Come young one, sweet child
Be my instrument of pain
Give my gift to the world
And let disease reign

The Raven spoke to me
She left me a feather
Plague ridden filth
She pleads me to spread

My hands are stained with fever
My mind is plagued by hate
My wrath is uncontrollable
My rage is unconfined

Come young one, sweet child
Be my instrument of pain
Give my gift to the world
And let disease reign


Culling the weak
Bleeding the strong
The roots and the rats
The Raven brings down your sun