On The Wings Of A Raven

I have fled above here On the wings of a raven Witnessed the statues Mighty and graven Carved out by sweat- And blood of ancient ones Summoning the elder gods Eldritch and nameless On the wings of a raven Iron shall fly once more Soaring and glistening Like the steel of yore Pummelling at the anvil I shall expel my power Honouring primordial stones With the blood of romanticism With the blood of romanticism