Hear the raven’s midnight cry,
When the moonlight finds your eye,
For taking something not your own
Hath caused your soul to turn to stone.
Upon the night the moon is full,
A thousand demons steal your soul,
Cast upon you, your true light,
A heart that is as black as night.
In your dreams the raven waits,
To show your soul a terror’s fate,
Demons haunt your midnight sleep
Until you think of me and weep.
With your heart full of false love,
Pierce the heart of one white dove,
Chant three times the name you need,
Your broken heart forever bleeds.
Evermore, your heart will break,
In your dreams your soul will ache,
For one never yours, will never be,
But that forevermore belongs to me.
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