Ravens Moreland, truthful beauty, sinful dirt!
Ravens Moreland is everything and nothing, it’s neither the name of a person nor does it contain absolute permanence of those in it’s practice, it is and is not rock n roll, post punk, punk ,goth, metal, blues or roots, the words are meant to either shine a light on social injustice, point out religious hypocrisy, think about those who control our destinies, also just the fun and joy in the pursuit of sexual freedom, the merits of kink and the rise of your inner phoenix above the ashes of past failures and shortcomings, everyone is welcome, we have 7 albums spanning a few decades, you can browse our music section, on CDBaby.com you can read the lyrics and sample or download the songs, buy physical cd’s and in some cases vinyl, come to our show, we do bite, but gently (unless asked otherwise)
To stand out from the shadows, it's a struggle, it might kill you
a woman gets less, the entitled get more
scales don't tip, tell me the score
parlor tricks, for motivation, send me a bill, lock it in
we don't need, what you sell, we don't blink, the threat of Hell
most of us got nothing, there is no equality
opportunity is fleeting, the word means less
you got to fight for your breath
you got to fight because you get less
Angel of mercy, has gone away
mercy is money, play keep away
charity was, give me is
think of others, only you mother
more pain without the gain
less learning, more yurning
I go now, you go on
I'm check mated, you're the pawn
Yeah That's Me, going down there, going to build me a boat of sticks, set it on fire, you won't see me, but snakes and gators, look into that night we was never there-
my momma always told me to walk a mile in your mochasin's (don't like what I see)
I share the eyes of the loathsome and the wretched and I ask, is it a blessing or a curse (feel like a curse)
My visions only cease near the bottom of a burnt up can, or a glass
My congregation meets in the alleys where humanity escapes the boons
Yeah that's me going down there going to build me a boat of stick, set it on fire, you won't see me but snakes and gators look into that night we was never there
our mother was but a child when she had me and my brother, making minimum wage raising two kids, the men she had were abusive, I saw a lot of ugly from them, one of them busted up everything in the house, came home and there was nothing left, another was shot dead by the police, we was made to experience some bad things, taking solace in liquor and substances, though me brother he don't make it out, I barely got out myself so while I have another minute, I'm going to tell about what I know....just here for a minute longer then I go see my brother
Yeah that me going down there going to build me a boat of stick, set it on fire, you won't see me, but snakes and gators, look into that night we was never there