The Raven Songtext
von Hellium

Black bird provokes melancholic
And depressing associations
I am obsessed with masochistic
Satisfaction in self-torture
in self-torture


I am asking myself questions to
Inflict the greatest pain
And I know the answers to the
Questions in advance
Nevermore

Mysterious eyes of the raven
Are increasing my depression
Its answers are driving me mad

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon′s that is dreaming
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor
And my soul from out this shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted, nevermore