The Raven v2 [Symphonic Metal]

clean female voice, neo-medieval metal, epic, goth, symphonic metal, guitar, flute, harp, catchy melody, slow, 60 bpm

June 24, 2024 at 4:01 PMv3.5

[Instrumental Intro]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore -
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

[Bridge]
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door -
Only this and nothing more.

[Instrumental Break]
[Interlude]

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -

[Bridge]
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

[Instrumental Break]
[Interlude]

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore -

[Bridge]
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

[Instrumental Break]
[Interlude]

[Pre-Outro]
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,

[Break]
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

*Crows cawing*

[Instrumental Outro]
[Fade out]
[End]

[Epic Solo]
[Fade out]
[End]

[Fade out]
[End]

[Instrumental Intro] Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore - While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. [Bridge] "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this and nothing more. [Instrumental Break] [Interlude] Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door - [Bridge] Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. [Instrumental Break] [Interlude] Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore - [Bridge] Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven "Nevermore." [Instrumental Break] [Interlude] [Pre-Outro] And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, [Break] And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore! *Crows cawing* [Instrumental Outro] [Fade out] [End] [Epic Solo] [Fade out] [End] [Fade out] [End]