And when the soldiers got lost
She sent a raven to the east
May it find a trace of war
May it find a stranded peaceBut rose the tides of silver land
Turning fate that sleigh of hand
The beast was down in dolour fire
Rave the raven for army’s ireBeast was only pep of hope
Her rage was only for the pain
Army only fled for freedom
Peace was only blood in rainSo the end a fairy tale
Of clarus queen and monster pale