MR. CRAVEN

I saw the old man Craven
upon his hand there was a raven
it held black eyes to see
future and what the fates decree
He was smiling like a clown
so i heard a dog to moan
before the sunset of the sun
here comes the only one
"Mr Craven what will be ?
What are you ready to see ? "




So he stood up like a man
with words that held noone
"I am what you wish to be
so your future is your's to see
Little by little i stand among
with all these i go along
and with more blackness in my heart
i hereby devote to act
Sit my child and you will see
for your own destiny
the scythe , the crow , the fear
all go to the party of a woman's tear".
Stood up he goes away
but he will return one day
there is nothing more to say
cause in death , there's no delay