✧❝In the endless night, where lament resides,
A black crow flies, its shadow decides.
Under the pale moon, her cry echoes,
a dance of shadows, the gloom condemns.

Their wings are lamentations, their song is mourning,
in the eternal silence, its absolute echo.
Between ruins and dreams, in the cold darkness,
the crow guards the sadness of the day and night❞✧