Where did all the ravens fly

Earth dry all starving

Seasons are passing by

Nothing left but a burning sun

Running sweat down my neck

I feel faint I feel dizzy

No breeze to chill me

Standstill of everything

I can't breathe

Where do we go now

Where do we feed

Feathers are broken

Worn out and dust like

Dead weeds and rivers dry

Desolation complete

Fire winds are passing by

Nothing left but a burning sun

Running sweat down my neck

I feel faint I feel dizzy

No breeze to chill me

Standstill of everything

I can't breathe

Where do we go now

Where do we feed

I can't breathe

Where do we feed

We used to be hunters