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There are nights when the air itself trembles. Trees now barren. Claw at the restless sky and these moments the Raven merciless thrives where fear takes. And from the Onyx a single color rises from fallen darkness. Our battle colors call those who remember what it means to belong. Let's go ahead and do what we gotta do to stand not as one, but as many. Bound by one pulse. One purpose. We are united by the blazing fabric of a Raven set to conquer. Those who oppose it feel the weight of its clabber, the inevitability of its will, while we who wear it gather beneath its Crest like a family at a feast. But on this night of thanks. Do not dine in peace. Famished, and we feast upon the challenge of the darkness that tested us, the weight of a one and five record of the league that left us for dead as a rapper, the Baltimore Ravens. This team is terrible of the goal now in reach. In the AFC North, when the world turns its eyes our way. The purple rises.