Vide, ravens caw in reverence
Anthems to the Welkin at dusk
In celebration of the few, the kin
Beyond flesh, beyond words
Those of the core, beyond gods
As gods received

I float among them
On wings once broken
Now gleaming black
I share their song
Of words unspoken
Cries of the past

In times of fiendish tempest
Bloodlust turns against the coil
Hungry for the fall
I greet the pit
Blind Savage
Cursing Life

Yet, at the moment of my final step
The hands and golden chains are given
Bidding me
That which can not be deprived:
The bonds of trust and unity
Till the end
Brethren and sisters of my circle
I acclaim thee all
When guiding stars are clouded and deranged
Fear not to take my hand

The bonds of trust and unity
As gods received
Till the end