The Crow Cometh

Hell Black wings, golden eyes afire,

Haunted souls and all things dire,

He comes now, a messager from afar

Bringing you a story from just beyond that star,

Listen not or listen will,

The darkness continues to close in still,

Hell Black wings and a gurgling caw,

Will it save you all from the demon’s maw?

Artwork by Mats Holmgren