| 歌曲 | Raven Claws |
| 歌手 | Moonspell |
| 专辑 | Irreligious |
| 作词 : Moonspell | |
| I remember her as a child | |
| Raven...on and on with her raven claws | |
| Carving...on and on with her raven claws | |
| How she lusts when she remembers | |
| The night of her first blow | |
| She aways wanted to know | |
| How far could she really go | |
| Inflamed, a dead-end room | |
| Seduce to consume | |
| Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire | |
| Statues with open wounds | |
| The flavour of poison and moon | |
| Still maturing on her bood | |
| She is not your occasional affair, no! | |
| But eternal love, drop by drop... | |
| Raven...on and on with her raven claws | |
| Carving...on and on with her raven claws | |
| How daylight hurts when moonlight bites | |
| She juggles with her invisible knife | |
| A black bird senses danger and fies | |
| Gives place to a tall figure in dark | |
| Little silhouette snakes find | |
| a warm nest behind the door | |
| And whip-tongues and skins | |
| of sisters now gone. | |
| Bodyprints cover the velvet floor | |
| Which grows red and red | |
| They know she will hunt and hurt tonight | |
| And they crown her Queen of the Dead. | |
| Raven...on and on with her raven claws | |
| Raping...on and on with her raven clwas | |
| Will she weep for them or whip them once again? |
| zuò cí : Moonspell | |
| I remember her as a child | |
| Raven... on and on with her raven claws | |
| Carving... on and on with her raven claws | |
| How she lusts when she remembers | |
| The night of her first blow | |
| She aways wanted to know | |
| How far could she really go | |
| Inflamed, a deadend room | |
| Seduce to consume | |
| Nightsilence... Vampire... Empire | |
| Statues with open wounds | |
| The flavour of poison and moon | |
| Still maturing on her bood | |
| She is not your occasional affair, no! | |
| But eternal love, drop by drop... | |
| Raven... on and on with her raven claws | |
| Carving... on and on with her raven claws | |
| How daylight hurts when moonlight bites | |
| She juggles with her invisible knife | |
| A black bird senses danger and fies | |
| Gives place to a tall figure in dark | |
| Little silhouette snakes find | |
| a warm nest behind the door | |
| And whiptongues and skins | |
| of sisters now gone. | |
| Bodyprints cover the velvet floor | |
| Which grows red and red | |
| They know she will hunt and hurt tonight | |
| And they crown her Queen of the Dead. | |
| Raven... on and on with her raven claws | |
| Raping... on and on with her raven clwas | |
| Will she weep for them or whip them once again? |