The Raven
Black sleek wings tinted with blood
Death dark eyes devoid of love
Shadowed glance upon the night
To its prey all shown is spite
Rip away from talons sharp
No time to hide within the dark
Beak, sharp knife, deals death to small
Deed now done it glides away
Spreads its wings upon the day
Mind and body full of sin
Feathers tinged with crimson gin
A creature no one dare to slay
Born to kill another day