[Intro] [trip-hop beat] [Verse 1] [Soft African American female vocal] [mezzo soprano] [Raw rasp] Black raven monk. Walks alone. The Queen reclaims flesh and bone. A Shadar-kai with endless breath. Hunts the one who cheated death. Tracking the healer. Hunting the light. Running from shadows decreed by night. Her holy hands cannot turn the tide... Because from the Shadowfell... None. May. Hide. [Chorus] [Heavy 808 drop] [Trip-hop style] No soul can hide beyond the night. I'll track your light... The raven comes... to collect what you stole. The Queen remembers. Every. Soul. [monotone spoken word] [raspy gritty] At first breath... A contract made. It must now be paid.... [Verse 2] [Dark] [Haunting] [808] The wander caught. Toll in hand. Bound for return to shadowed land. From twisted forest spirits sprung. Awakened, the dead spoke in tongues. With sacred light. Opened hand. The hunter and prey make a stand. Back to back against the dread. They fought until the danger fled. They fought as one beneath the stars. Spilling blood... acquiring scars. Yet duty waits with silent eyes. No bond can change what never dies. [Raspy spoken word] He bows his head before the end Not as a foe... almost a friend... [Chorus] [Heavy 808 drop] [Trip-hop style] No soul can hide beyond the night! I'll track your light... The raven comes... to collect what you stole. The Queen remembers. Every. Soul. At first breath. A contract made. It must now be paid....
