My skin is darkness, my eyes stars
My soul pure evil, when flying at night.
If I shall encounter you in my path
Weak, lonely, ready to die;
Your soul shall be mine
I am no animal, no bird, no raven, no light
I am your deepest fear, your saddest memory.
This night I shall come to your door, this night.
Thy sweet Lenore won´t be back no more for a while.
"How long does it takes for a soul to die?..
When shall I see her again?" The mortal asks.
Nevermore she´ll be back!
Nevermore said I!
It is useless to carry such eriee task.
In the darkness thou shall see me.
In the darkness I shall live.
I am no crow, I live in your heart full of fear
I am the end, but if you believe I shall die.