Текст песни
Storm clouds gather at the gate
A blackened bird of ancient weight
It taps and calls with solemn grace
A messenger from sacred space
Nevermore... nevermore...
Feathers dark as midnight prayer
Reflecting fire from everywhere
Eyes that hold the oldest flame
The Keeper knows your given name
Nevermore... nevermore...
Raven, raven, speak the word
Let the ancient truth be heard
What transgressions mark the soul
What must burn to make it whole
Nevermore... nevermore...
Broken vows like broken ground
Echoes from a burial mound
Every wind that stirs the dust
Carries judgment — stern but just
Nevermore... nevermore...
Raven, raven, speak the word
Let the ancient truth be heard
What transgressions mark the soul
What must burn to make it whole
Nevermore... nevermore...
Nevermore... nevermore...
