A raven came to me

Spoke to me in my dream

A long lost prophecy

A forgotten legacy Echoes of yesterday

Won't let these dreams fade away

All the beauty I adored

At the edge of the world Across the universe

Time is to be reversed

No shelter can be found

To this fate we are bound Behold the final hour

The last times will be dour

All life falls into gorge

Of the end of the world ''Burning skies

On vengeance's night

Devastating scythe

Of the Ancient Light'' I saw the might

Of the Ancient Light

And the beauty of the perishing world

There's no tomorrow

We have been warned "The sky's bird struck fire

made a flame flare up

The north wind burnt the clearing the

north-east quite consumed it:

it burnt all the trees to ash reduced them to dust" (kalevala)