I Desire the Power of Fire

A crow comes at night, taking my soul from me

I have lied to the gods, the idea of stealig has left me blind
They chained me on a rock, as punishment for my desire

A crow comes at night, taking my soul from me
How much I cry, How much i beg, would it hear how i lust for mercy...

Mercy, the gods don't have, they know my vanity
A piece of me will be lost, and will grow in the night
I am nothing, for i let my desire conquer my true happiness...i deserve to die
A beak carves through my chest...
I struggle on the chains...
The pain won't ease...

A crow comes at night, taking my soul away from me
How much i cry, how much i beg...
would it hear how i lust for mercy...