The Raven

He is the raven
In which i could never catch,
He is the wicked dream
I wanna hold on to till the end of time.

Oh, the midnight oil burns in his eyes.
He is the dagger i could never hurt my-slef with
Yet i get healed.

And yet i wanna die,
Serving his blood.
I wanna be with your wicked dreams.

I am the only candle you can never be near
Yet thats all fire and water could ever want.

He is the raven
In which i could never catch,
He is the wicked dream
I wanna hold on to till the end of time.