you closer to its core,
The world in your hands witnessing life cannot bore,
Upon you the powerful force will be infinitely bound,
So heavy and strong that you stay on the GROUND.

Above in the sky with ultimate freedom to fly,
The symbol and signal that in theater one will die,
The RAVEN it sores in the shadows of life,
Screeching above striking through gravity like a knife.

The skies they grow black with the terrible roar,
AMIDST the chaos the raven will soar,
Up high in the world the beast will fly,
Its darts and it dashes above clouds in the sky.

The winds oh they change and turn the bird's fate,
Pick up VELOCITY and turn before it's too late,
The creature how it moves and seems to float,
The sailors of sky-- an aero-feathered-