Do you know what you fear of the ravens dark   Do you know what they hide, hide within their hearts   Can you see the sorrow within their eyes   Can you hear their cries, when the fiddle dies ...   Mistletoe, friend of foe, so black upon the moor   Fallen leaves coloured red, blood of all the dead   Into mist they'll take you soul, they'll take your heart   And none of flames shall burn with the ravens dark      Raven land - mistletoe   Raven land - friend of foe      Whispering winds from the land of the nevermore   Bringing tales of the dead, dead in times before   Can you hear the shadows within the night   Can you see the flames, as the fire dies ...   Mistletoe, not a foe, black friend upon the moor   And the leaves coloured red, tears from all the dead   In the mist they keep your soul, they keep your heart   And all of flames shall burn with the ravens dark      Raven land - mistletoe   Raven land - friend of foe