The Raven's wings beat against the sky,
Following the darkness that laid within him,
The sun was a distant dream,
Like the life he now lived,
The Raven's beak spoke through the night,
Shattering the silence,
Shattering the Illusion,
The illusion some call life,
The Raven's eyes shone,
Revealing the secrets of the most trusted of men,
Throwing away all truths,
Turning them into lies,
Seeing past the outter shell,
Exposing one's true form,
Then the Raven's heart beat,
Showing that even the darkest of creatures,
Have a soul.
(Notes: Think what you want people! I believe everyone has a heart, or soul, it's just buried somewhere most of the time. Though, this doesn't mean the person actually has intelligence...)