[Verse 1] In the quiet of the evening, when the world is hushed and still, A shadow whispers secrets, on the pallid bust, it spills. With eyes like darkened embers, burning deep into my core, The raven keeps on watching, perched above my chamber door. [Chorus] Oh, the raven, never flitting, Echoes of a tale untold. In his gaze, a midnight memory, In whispers, bitter cold. Mark the lamp-light, paint the shadows, Where my hopes lie on the floor. And my soul shall dance, unshackled, But my heart will dream—nevermore! [Verse 2] There’s a chill within the starlight, as I ponder what’s in store, For the dreams that once were mine, are drifting softly, forevermore. Each tick of time a heartbeat, winding through this endless night, The raven’s voice, a haunting tune, fades away into twilight. [Chorus] Oh, the raven, never flitting, Echoes of a tale untold. In his gaze, a midnight memory, In whispers, bitter cold. Mark the lamp-light, paint the shadows, Where my hopes lie on the floor. And my soul shall dance, unshackled, But my heart will dream—nevermore! [Bridge] In the stillness, dreams grow heavier, woven into all my fears, Every shadow tells a story, through the comfort of my tears. As the dawn begins to glimmer, and the night retreats from sight, The raven fades into the silence, leaving echoes of the night. [Final Chorus] Oh, the raven, never flitting, Echoes of a tale untold. In his gaze, a midnight memory, In whispers, bitter cold. Mark the lamp-light, paint the shadows, Where my hopes lie on the floor. And my soul shall dance, unshackled, But my heart will dream—nevermore!
