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    sister pestilence and brother famine
    with night they walk and at day they rule
    they dethrone the fame and devour the power
    feeding on the body and the soul

    the death comes welcomed as their reign fills the heart
    the three crows’ watchful eyes
    follow the path of the dead

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    Release the Birds

    release the birds, let them return
    the black wings severing air into pieces
    the cage can’t hold them too long
    release them until they reach for you

    the sky shakes as you tremble
    and your manor’s foundation ruined
    birds returned to claim the throne
    here she comes, the Raven Sister

    with eyes like black coals and feathers made of stone
    her raven brothers tearing the flesh and leaving debris

    release the birds
    release your soul
    condemned hands unmasking your veils
    the tree loses the colours turning grey

    scaoil na héin

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