Corvus: A Scholar's Lament

(Verse 1) A crimson sun bleeds through the ash-filled sky, a pallor hangs upon the air, No birdsong breaks the silence, just the wind's mournful cry, a world consumed by despair. Cities stand like skeletal giants, monuments to a life now fled, The plague, a ravenous shadow, swept across the land, leaving only the dead. (Chorus 1) A lone figure walks, cloaked in shadows deep, Corvus, a name whispered on the breeze, A scholar, haunted by memories he can't keep, seeking solace amongst the silent trees. Was he cursed to survive, a witness to this desolate scene? The last ember of humanity, adrift in a world morbid and obscene. (Verse 2) Through empty streets, Corvus wanders, a ghost amongst ghosts, Graffiti screams unanswered pleas, on walls where laughter once arose. Nature reclaims its dominion, as buildings crumble to dust, A twisted beauty in the decay, a world consumed by relentless rust. (Chorus 2) Corvus searches for answers, in the silence a desperate plea, A cause, a cure, a flicker of hope, to set his tortured spirit free. But the libraries lie in smoldering heaps, knowledge lost to oblivion's hold, The weight of a world on his shoulders, a story yet to unfold. (Verse 3) In a hidden vault, beneath the ruins of a grand museum, Corvus stumbles upon a tome, a morbid and cryptic compendium. It speaks of an ancient ritual, a desperate gamble for life, A forbidden dance with fate itself, a gamble with a soul-stealing knife. (Chorus 3) Corvus wrestles with his conscience, the line between life and death blurred, Can he bring back a world from the abyss, or is he forever unheard? With a heavy heart, he gathers the tools, for the ritual's macabre dance, A single chance to redeem humanity, a desperate, morbid trance. (Bridge) The air crackles with dark energy, as Corvus chants the forbidden rhyme, A spectral wind whips through the ruins, a portent of a bygone time. The ground trembles, a raven calls, a horrific light fills the air, Will Corvus succeed in his gamble, or will he join the world he seeks to repair? (Verse 4) A gasp escapes his lips, a flicker of movement in the dust, A single bird takes flight, a fragile symbol of life, but a cause for trust. Slowly, the world begins to stir, a tentative green shoots from the ash, Hope blooms anew, a fragile bud, a world reborn from a morbid clash. (Chorus 4) Corvus stands witness to a miracle, a world resurrected from the grave, The weight lifts from his weary shoulders, the human spirit he did save. Though the scars remain, a testament to the darkness they faced, Life finds a way, a phoenix rising, a future forever embraced. (Outro) (Instrument)