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!