Fly my Ravens,fly ahead Over the mountain and endless sky Fly my Ravens,over my head Let the wind carry you up high Fly my Ravens,it`s time to fly And
To bare their wounds To the depths of Her soul they pursued Wielding their poison they flew Like a murder of ravens in fugue And knowing their raptures
Like Usher] Snuffed tapers sighed As Death left impressing His crest of cold tears on the Countess Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory
your wings and ride the wind Gaze down on me with blackest eyes. Fly my ravens, fly ahead. Over the mountains and endless sky Fly my ravens, fly ahead
Oversettelse: Bathory. The Ravens.
Oversettelse: Cradle Of Filth. Bathory Aria (A Murder of Ravens I Fuge).
Oversettelse: Cradle Of Filth. Bathory Aria: uopplyste Som Usher / a Murder Of Ravens I fuge / øyne Tha.
