Ravens race — in Demon’s Run

Absent grace in demon’s run
Steel to spark and bones to crush
Massive legions march on route
Facing dreadful demon hordes
Absent sun, and stars to spin
Darkened nights to cast the set
Graves were dug, and courage slayed
First to fall, and first to wail
And valor dies in the hearts of men

Absent grace in demon’s run

They feared the cursed rain
Burning their delicate flesh
Feeble bones standing frail
A gust of air and cravenness rush
In battle fields of silent deeds
mighty champs drop theirs swords
In battle fields of silent deeds
Vultures chase and ravens race
Absent grace in demon’s run