注释:Crossing the channel of fireThe wings of the dragon shall carry me highThe sky so dark and coldKnown only to the spiritsthat grew oldWe rush towards the ravenclawsThey silently await to crush us allWe await the comingCursed as hellbound lizards we all shall crawl1crawlNot the blessedNor the giftedWe choose true evilNot the feebleWe lords of dogsWe lords of the hammerWe lords of swordsWe call upon theeSouls of the infernalGhosts of the wickedSpirits of all that is evilDance to the masters organWe call upon youIncarnated souls of disasterSpread fire all high and lowRavenclaws have waitedtolong
