Nevermore — Dark Moor
Demons in my mind bind to write the world World forevermore horror
Master of the pen when the raven lies Sighes, but never dies darkness
The imp of The perverse whisper from the drink The mask of the red death Hides the face of his tortured soul
Chorus:
Free mind confirmed just behind reality its kingdom is by the sea Grim rhymes of yore were born in Baltimore the bird said: "Nevermore"
He was in love for the olny cause of doom fighting for love with the enamoured tomb
Was his love like a dove tender sweet and frail Like a Sail in a gale He was the eternal lover
Chorus
in the edge of knife Life in the tight rope hope to take the slope sorrow
in the time of tears near the last shore sore to take the door Sadness
the pit and the pendulum hang over his heart the black cat the one-eyed sees his conscience beyond the wall