Ragal Ironbull - RAVENHEART

Tell them my story when the fire burns low.
Tell them I kept walking wherever I had to go.
I wasn't a hero, I was only a man,
Trying to hold what I could in these worn-out hands.
I made mistakes, yeah, I carried those scars,
But even broken warriors can still reach the stars.
Now the wind is rising, hear the ravens cry,
Black wings circling underneath the northern sky.