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Prophecy

from CrowLore by The Crows Of Albion

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Prophecy

The crows tell of the walking man
Who travels fields by day and night
The walking man who’s not a man
Who strides between the dark and light

Soulless, cursed to stumble through
The endless hedgerows of the land
He wished for life but walks in death
He is the sweet prince of the damned

Be careful what you wish for child
For there are barbs in every rose
Each spell that’s cast must have a price
Here walks the nemesis of crows

The hares and rabbits run from him
The fox and wolf walk by his side
He brings the plague and pestilence
And in his steps many have died

He had a life but wanted more
asked autumn’s witch to cast her spell
she gave him rebirth but the price
was tethered by the chains of hell

A prophecy of bone and blood
Of straw and dust and ragged pain
Alive under the summer sun
Stone dead below the snow and rain

the crows speak soft of what he is
he scares them as no other can
they fear the setting of the sun
the long shadow of the walking man

Take heed of the warnings
What will be will be
The ragged man who walks the fields
fulfils the ancient prophecy

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from CrowLore, released January 1, 2021

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