Speak to me painter of the night
This, the silent raven
The silent raven calls
The silent raven
The silent raven calls
Painting thy winter the silent raven calls
Painter of the night…

They came at night
Moon high
To set souls free
They left by day
In sun
Blades red with holy sanguinity

The four winds howl from the ends
The four on beasts fowl in darkness blends
The red ruby lips that kiss the frail entangled earth
With rapture release thy holy titan’s birth
A pale rider comes through the dawn…

Cheshire moon with nightfall slaves
The hooves of doom on redwood graves
Harkens back to Emanuel’s verse
Return to slay the living, apocalyptic curse
Spirit betray the first born sons…

Screams of scarlet moonfall break the seven seals
Fairytale dreams make for bitter succubi sweat meals
Departure through velvet sunrise veils of fate
Angels rain from hallowed Peter’s gates
To kiss the face of man…

Empathetic cries to death
He smiles
An army he has gained
To lift the beast upon
With pain
Teeth etched with every name

Cry for me painter of the night
This, the silent raven
The silent raven calls
The silent raven
The silent raven calls
Painting thy winter the silent raven calls
Painter of the night…