Raven
Tvangeste Lyrics


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Under the Raven's black wings
The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling
Troubling the heads of sleeping trees
The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes.
The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound
Under the black raven's wings

The heated battle rages on mercilessly
Shooting a myriad of arrows into the sky
Breaking spears on the steel armor
Pushing masses of corpses on the ground.
Breaking into the twilight, cry, clang of iron
And stamping of the hooves, shaking the earth,
Saturating earth with the proud blood of warriors.
The swords shatter human lives,
The steel was shining and the air was getting hot
From the menacing breath of people's wrath.

And through the countless hordes of enemies
Dripping drops of life on the way
Through the dirt of Christ servants' rows
Leaving the funeral fires behind
Moving apart those who came to give death
The warriors of free nation are stepping firm
On the native land, pushing away the unwanted
Paving the way to the victory with blood.
My life is flowing through the veins of trees
My love blossoms in the field
My faith is breathing in the crowns of trees
[repeat]

Two powerful armies were getting closer
And gnawed deep wounds in each other.
On this crowd of mixed lives
Sinking in rage and other people's blood
The raven is circling, exaggerating the flame of war

But Prussian sword is a true reward
For those who came to strangle freedom
For those who brought suffering to our land
For those who wanted to entangle with lies
And wrath held a sword
And stroke the unwanted ceaselessly
For troubling gods
For that the brothers will not see another dawn

Under the Raven's black wings
The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling
Troubling the heads of sleeping trees
The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes.




The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound
Under the black raven's wings

Overall Meaning

The Tvangeste song "Raven" depicts the brutal realities and aftermath of war. The lyrics describe in vivid imagery the carnage and destruction brought about by two powerful armies fighting relentlessly. The metaphorical "Raven" symbolizes death and darkness, and the song highlights the physical and emotional toll of war on both the soldiers and the land. The opening lines suggest the black wings of the Raven are spreading, ushering in a period of ruthless wrath, bringing trouble to the sleeping forest. The moon, another recurring symbol in the song widely used in literature and music to signify change and transformation, highlights the hope that still exists in the midst of the bleakness of war.


The lyrics go further to describe the physical horror of war, with countless human lives destroyed, and corpses littering the ground. The intense battle is described with clashing swords, streaks of blood, roaring horses, and the stench of death. The song implies that the war was about fighting for freedom and a native land, making it even more poignant. The final verses suggest that there can be no redemption for those who came to strangle freedom or inflict pain on their land. The repeated lines at the end of the song describe the hope that still exists amidst the doom, as nature continues to thrive and the memory of those who died lives on.


Line by Line Meaning

Under the Raven's black wings
Beneath the darkness of the raven's wings


The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling
The fierce winds are howling and beckoning


Troubling the heads of sleeping trees
Disturbing the minds of slumbering trees


The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes.
The moon illuminates the hope shining in the birds' eyes


The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound
The raven is seen as a symbol of injury and darkness in the moon's gaze


The heated battle rages on mercilessly
The intense conflict continues without mercy


Shooting a myriad of arrows into the sky
Firing countless arrows into the air


Breaking spears on the steel armor
Smashing spears against tough armor


Pushing masses of corpses on the ground.
Piling up piles of bodies on the ground


Breaking into the twilight, cry, clang of iron
As the day turns to night, the sounds of battle intensify


And stamping of the hooves, shaking the earth,
The stomping of hooves creates tremors in the ground


Saturating earth with the proud blood of warriors.
Covering the earth with the noble blood of fighters


The swords shatter human lives,
Swords destroy the lives of human beings


The steel was shining and the air was getting hot
The glint of steel and the heat of the battle increases


From the menacing breath of people's wrath.
As a result of the threatening rage of people


And through the countless hordes of enemies
And within the endless hordes of foes


Dripping drops of life on the way
Leaking life blood along the journey


Through the dirt of Christ servants' rows
Across the muddy ranks of the Church's servants


Leaving the funeral fires behind
Abandoning the burning funeral pyres


Moving apart those who came to give death
Separating those who intended to deal death


The warriors of free nation are stepping firm
The soldiers of the independent nation move forward strongly


On the native land, pushing away the unwanted
On their own soil, driving away the unwelcome intruders


Paving the way to the victory with blood.
Clearing a path towards triumph with bloodshed


My life is flowing through the veins of trees
My life essence is coursing through the trees


My love blossoms in the field
My affection flourishes in the fields


My faith is breathing in the crowns of trees
My trust in a higher power is present in the treetops


Two powerful armies were getting closer
Two mighty forces were approaching each other


And gnawed deep wounds in each other.
And inflicted severe injuries on each other


On this crowd of mixed lives
Among this gathering of diverse existences


Sinking in rage and other people's blood
Sinking in anger and the blood of others


The raven is circling, exaggerating the flame of war
The raven circles, intensifying the inferno of war


But Prussian sword is a true reward
However, the Prussian sword is a just recompense


For those who came to strangle freedom
For those who tried to choke off freedom


For those who brought suffering to our land
For those who inflicted pain upon our soil


For those who wanted to entangle with lies
For those who sought to ensnare with deceit


And wrath held a sword
And anger gripped a blade


And stroke the unwanted ceaselessly
And relentlessly struck down the unwelcome


For troubling gods
To disturb the divine


For that the brothers will not see another dawn
So that brothers will not witness another daybreak


Under the Raven's black wings
Beneath the darkness of the raven's wings


The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling
The fierce winds are howling and beckoning


Troubling the heads of sleeping trees
Disturbing the minds of slumbering trees


The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes.
The moon illuminates the hope shining in the birds' eyes


The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound
The raven is seen as a symbol of injury and darkness in the moon's gaze




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