Lake Of Tears

Do you know what you fear of the ravens dark
Do you know what they hide, hide within their hearts
Can you see the sorrow within their eyes
Can you hear their cries, when the fiddle dies...
Mistletoe, friend of foe, so black upon the moor
Fallen leaves coloured red, blood of all the dead
Into mist they'll take your soul, they'll take your heart
And none of flames shall burn with the ravens dark
Raven land - mistletoe
Raven land - friend of foe