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Two ravens preyed my slumber

As I laid by the runestone

One with silken feathers

One of rotten bone

In strange tongues they cried to me

Words of glory or of doom

Fly beyond the skyline to destiny

Which cry to follow — I must choose

One with silken feathers

One of rotten bone

Long-forgotten path of light

Leads to fortune or demise

Now it's time to take flight,

to gain the runesight

And to follow the raven's cry

This path/ of making

has been laid before me

Boldly I must brave onward

Although I cannot see

The end of the road

Crimson thorns pave the way

Shattered remains painted

with colours of decay

I paused to see the light

At the end of the long night

Resumed my flight

And followed the ravens cry