[bad word] to me, Ravenheart
Messenger of [bad word] to me. What's the news?
Here I'm still left lonely

You shadow of forgotten dreams [bad word] to take again
My hope on your black wings

Of love & hate the singers tell
But I feel more, more of both,
More than heaven & [bad word] 
I take a bow to destiny.
Now I have really learnt my part
Once loving him, now hating love
I've made mistakes, my Ravenheart

Will I get back who I adore?
Thus spoke the raven: nevermore.