Ein etwas älteres Gewerksel...
High above the sky,
Flying like an old crow.
I'm reaching for the sun,
Holding it in my hand.
The souls gather around me,
They cry like stray sheep.
God of the crows
Guardian of darkness
Master of hights
I watch you when you sleep
I lead you through the dead world
You are not alone
You followed me with bright eyes,
They saw all I did.
You were everywhere where I was,
Smiling at me.
But when did you leave?
When did you begin to hate me?
I hoped to see you again,
But you were gone forever.
The god was lost without you,
crying to the angels.
He followed you into the world of death,
but was all alone.
High above the sky,
Flying like an old crow.
I'm reaching for the sun,
Holding it in my hand.
The souls gather around me,
They cry like stray sheep.
God of the crows
Guardian of darkness
Master of hights
I watch you when you sleep
I lead you through the dead world
You are not alone
You followed me with bright eyes,
They saw all I did.
You were everywhere where I was,
Smiling at me.
But when did you leave?
When did you begin to hate me?
I hoped to see you again,
But you were gone forever.
The god was lost without you,
crying to the angels.
He followed you into the world of death,
but was all alone.