• Here in the castle,
    the Ravens Castle
    I wonder through the halls
    I see nothing,
    but the darkned walls.
    I see shadows move above my head
    they are the ones that lead
    me to the room of Raven.
    A Raven of black hair
    with a soft stare
    and a frightful glare.
    As I move
    silence is my friend,
    he the Raven lieing on his silk bed
    suddenly said
    "Welcome young one to my grave."
    "My one and only resting place."
    "Here I lay with my one rose, my Black Rose."
    The rose was black as night,
    cold as ice,
    and had the shining light
    of death.
    "Why have you come here?"
    The Raven did ask
    hiding in the shadows as if
    wearing a mask
    "I come for my love."
    "My Raven, my beloved Raven."
    "The on the haunts the skys and my dreams."
    "You came to me in that dream."
    "And kissed me before the sunrise."
    I sat down by my dear Raven
    to see what he would say
    I stay,
    I stay,
    and I never left that castle, the Ravens Castle
    for my Raven said good-bye.
    So in that castle, the Ravens Castle
    I lay with him, him my beloved Raven
    and I his beloved rose, his Black Rose.