Angelwings and Ravenclaws

Crossing The Channel of Fire
The Wings of The Dragon Shall Carry Me High
The Sky So Dark And Cold
Known Only To The Spirits That Grew Old

We Rush Towards The Raven Claws
They Silently Await To Crush Us All
Cursed As Hellbound Lizards We All Shall Crawl

Not The Blessed
Nor The Gifted
We Choose The True Evil
Not The Feeble

We Lords of Dogs
We Lords of The Hamlets
We Lords of Swords
We Call Upon Thee
Souls of The Infernal
Ghosts of The Wicked
Spirits of All That Is Evil
Dance To The Master's Organ

We Call Upon You
Incarnated Souls of Disaster
Spread The Fire All High And Low
The Ravenclaws Has Waited To Long