We see nothing but that which is before us
They see through time 
Staring into the dreamscape
Our sleeping world is silent
They are able
To enter the other side 
We are waiting for the moment
When creation is quiet
But the ravens watch
And see through
The veil of reality
Replacing the mists of naught
And see the truth
ворон 
Watari karasu
Corbeau
Cuervo 
Fhiaigh
