Within the fire and out upon the sea   Crazy man, Michael was walking   He met with a raven with eyes black as coal   And shortly they were talking      Your future, your future, I will tell to you   Your future, you often have asked me   Your true love will die by your own right hand   And crazy man, Michael will cursed be      Michael, he ranted, and Michael, he raved   And he beat at the four winds with his fists-o   He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore   For his mad mind entrapped him with a fist-hold      You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate   You speak for the devil that haunts me   For, is she not the fairest in all the broad land?   Your sorcerer?s words are to taunt me      He took out his dagger of fine and broad steel   And he struck down the raven through the heart-o   The bird fluttered long and the sky, it did spin   And this cold earth did wander ?round startled