Oh my dear, nothing I fear
More than terribly embrace the idea
Of never again hear your whispers in my ear…

A blow from heaven, gift or curse?
Within my reach this present I got
Jet-black quill and inspiration returned…

Of a raven born!
The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
Of a raven born
“Hold me tight, in your heart!
Cause what easy come, easy go”

Nothing has changed since the time you left
Sand in hourglass moving in reverse
Is this for real or the green fairy is crushing my will?

My soul on fire, enraptured with desire
Words came to me like magnet attracts iron
Can I be so happy? Is for sure that I’ll be punished…

The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
Of a raven born
“Hold me tight, in your heart!
Cause what easy come, easy go”

Who’s there! A menace to my well?
Do you come to settle the amount of this loan?
Take my soul, but please, don’t take me apart from her!

In silence he stared and picked up his quill
Became one with darkness, leaving me on despair
Wind brought one word -nevermore-

And gone, was all inspiration, of a raven born!

The shadow of an uncertain stroke of fate
Of a raven born
Endless time for mourning dress
This tower now will be your jail

All inspiration gone!
All inspiration
Of a raven born!