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When the Ravens Are FedWe sailed to many landsWith sword and fire Clenched in our hands Set alight by cold wrought iron All the lives we took By conquest and vengeance To old gods we’re sworn Our ancestors’ rites and legends Our eyes meet the sky Watching the ravens fly When the ravens are fed The earth shook and the winds spoke Axe and arrow rain overhead Spirits clash as iron meets oak When the ravens are fed Blood hawks feasting on the dead From corpses of fallen men Their names soon all forget When the ravens are fed When we stand above conquered men Banners staked upon hill high No peace will we extend Suffer the hands of cruel fate Our death and bloodshed await No raven flew high as swords bit And flayed the flesh of all A spear instead, so strong and sharp Pierced us with its call The One-Eyed wielder, slayer Our fate bound to befall The storm’s thunder gave way As the dew of bodies ran Down flickers of light, threads frayed Clouds of battle clothe the dead Across the field of blood and shame Where Fala’s horses graze |