I came upon a barren field
with iron bars around its girth.
Atop the gate of rust and steel,
an evil bird sat on his perch.

This darkened shadow, black as coal,
with shallow piercing amber eyes,
cast his lot onto my soul
and flew off into ebon skies.

I'm told a specter of this worth,
appears within life's final breath
of he who will abandon earth,
precisely at his hour of death.

Vile apparition, gone away,
was but your presence meant for me?
Accept my pardons, this I pray,
release me from eternity.

Dawn breaks arises in the east,
darkness fades amid my scream,
visions of that feathered beast
was nothing but a passing dream.