My child to die by one you must
My mother told me
The Raven or the Rose
My mother told me
The Raven is blood lust my child
My mother told me
But, since you cant escape death
Run, run to the roses to die with them
For in roses ypu die peacfully with no pain
My mother told me
Unlike the Raven, a dearh by the rose is peaceful, and kind
So when that Raven spreads its glossy black wings to come after YOU
You run for them roses, and you dont stop till you
