Stark, deep, real. From the album Shadowhymns (Whispers & Wraiths) available everywhere May 26. Available now on SoundCloud (free) and Bandcamp: https://on.soundcloud.com/oqUWMBXsCRwB1Yt46
https://spectranoir.bandcamp.com/album/shadowhymns-whispers-wraiths
Lyrics:
Nevermore
Darkness here nothing more
Nevermore
Darkness here nothing more
While he nodded nearly napping
I watched as there came a tapping
As if someone gently rapping
Rapping at his chamber door
'Tis some visitor he muttered
Tapping at my chamber door
Only this and nothing more
Though I am now but a memory
In that bleak December sea
Each ember cast my shadow on the floor
Which he watches o'er
He wishes for the morrow vainly
He seeks to borrow
From his books an end to sorrow
Sorrow
For the lost Lenore (Lenore)
The maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Nameless here forevermore
Turning back to face the darkness
His tormented soul in starkness
Louder came that eerie tapping
More insistent than before
Surely he whispered
'Tis something at the cold and lonely lattice
Let me brave
What
Lies at yonder
Uncovered
These sounds implore
Silence my heart for a moment
Let this mystery I explore
Tis but the wind
And nothing more
Some late visitor
He murmurs
Pleading entry at his door
Just this and nothing more
His spirit's strength and hesitation shed
He ventured ahead
Sir he said
Or madam truly your forgiveness I implore
But the fact is I was napping
And so gently you came rapping
And so faintly you came tapping
Tapping
At my chamber door
That I scarce was sure
I heard you here
He opened wide the door
Darkness there and nothing more
Deep-Deep in the velvet shadows
Peering there he stood lost endearing
Wrestling with fears
In silence
Hearing
Dreams no soul should bear alone
Yet the hush was deep unbroken
No sign given no fate spoken
Only his voice soft and token
Whispering my name Lenore (Lenore)
From the void my echo faintly carried back the sigh Lenore
Just this whisper nothing more
Lenore
Just this whisper nothing more
Back he turned into the chamber
Every feeling lit with ember
Once more the tapping stronger bolder
Echoed through cold night air
Surely he pondered
Voice unclear then
Something lurks at yonder window
Let me guess what lies beyond it
Unveil what secrets it might bear
Pause my heart and let this enigma slowly
Softly unveil there
Tis but the wind
And nothing more
Above my portal a raven
Dark as the void whence it came
Landed not flew
A Raven dark as the void whence it came
Landed not with grace but as a shadow knew
Upon the bust of Pallas it claimed its silent throne
Above my portal in a realm of stone
From my ghostly watch I beheld
The specter of my memories alive and dead
A raven dark inside
A smile from my lost weary side
With its dignified and stern air
It stood compelling his stare
Though thy crest be shorn and shaven
Thou he addressed art sure no craven
Ghastly grim and ancient raven
Wandering from the nights
Tell me what my lordly name is
On the night's Plutonian shore
Quoth the raven Nevermore
Nevermore
Though its words are rich yield little sense
Scant relevance to my spectral world
I marvel at the mortal's awe
For no living soul hath seen withal
A bird nor beast atop their chamber door
Nor creature carved in stone
With a name like Nevermore
Ah
But the raven touched aloof upon the silent bust spoke solely
That one word as if his spirit in that single utterance he knows
Did reveal
No further sound did he make
Nor a feather stirred in response
That single utterance
Did reveal
No further sound
As the echoes of the mortal's thoughts reverberated
Others have departed 'ere on the morrow
Each shall forsake me as my dreams have forsaken before
And the bird intoned Nevermore
Startled he broke the quiet
A perfect reply had flown
Doubtless said he
It's words are all it has ever known
Snatched from some wretched keeper
Whom grim fate had chas'd and worn
Pursued quick and quicker until his cries one refrain bore
Until his laments of hope
That sad refrain bore
As never nevermore
As never nevermore
But the raven still beguiling coaxed a smile
From his introspection he moved a cushioned seat 'fore
The bird the bust and the door's direction
Down into the velvet he sank
Thoughts chaining link by link
Pondering this spectral visitor
This midnight avian brink
What could this grim ungainly
Ghastly gaunt and ominous bird think
With its ceaseless croak of Nevermore
There he sat steeped in silence
Yet speaking not a sentence
To the raven whose fiery glance
Pierced his presence musing more
Quietly resting
Gently resting
Subtle testing
On the plush purple pillow
'Neath the lamplight's lingering lessons
Now remains cold untouched
A sign of my eternal absence
Vision under vibrant light
Once warmed by my essence
I fell on him
And it seemed the air thickened
Scented by a censer hidden
Swung by Seraphs unseen
Their steps softly muffled on the floor
Wretch he wept has thy God sent thee?
by these angels gently lent thee
Solace solace and nepenthe
From thy sorrows for Lenore
Drink oh drink this sweet
The sweet nepenthe let go this beloved Lenore
Quoth the Raven Nevermore
Quoth the Raven Nevermore
Prophet he cried thing of evil
Prophet still if bird or devil
Whether tempter sent or whether
Tempest tossed thee here ashore
Desolate yet all undaunted
On this desert land enchanted
On this home by horror haunted
Tell me truly I implore
Tell me truly I-I
Is there is there balm in Gilead
Tell me tell me I implore
Quoth the raven Nevermore
Quoth the raven Nevermore
Nevermore
Nevermore
Nevermore
Said he a thing of evil
Tell if bird or the devil
Be that word our sign of parting
Bird or fiend! I heard him cry
Get thee by thy tempest
And the night's Plutonian shore
Leave no black plume as a token
Of that lie thy soul has spoken
Leave my loneliness unbroken
Quit the bust above the door
Take thy beak from out my heart
And take thy form from off my door
Quoth the Raven Nevermore
And the Raven never stirring
Still is perching
Still is lurking
Atop the pallid bust of Pallas
Just above his chamber door
It's eyes possess the eerie gleaming
Of a demon lost in dreaming
And the lamplight overheard beaming
Cast its shadow on the floor
And his soul
Beneath that shadow sprawling darkly on the floor
Shall be lifted nevermore
And the lamplight overheard beaming
Cast its shadow on the floor
And his soul beneath that shadow sprawling darkly on the floor
Shall be lifted nevermore
Shall be lifted
Shall be lifted
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