Mistress of the Dark

There is a raven's song that is forever long
Truth of night and souls in flight.
Mistress of the dark speaking the beauty of the stars
Tomorrow there's no sun, since the raven's song is not yet done
A rage in her heart, she was the beginning and the start
A war between worlds, she doth wage
Divinity and perfection are within her sight
She'll never lose this ongoing fight.
Beauty lies within her blackened skies.
The mistress of the dark