| Long time ago, far and gone
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| An old man would nap all alone
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| Lost in a dream of Lenore, evermore
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| A tapping he heard at the door
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| Woke him up from the burden he bore
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| The sound almost seemed like it were was it her
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| But the light in his eyes showed the ebony wings of the dark
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| And the light in his heart, it was gone like the wind kills a spark
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| Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the raven his
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| Unyielding lore
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| Nevermore, nevermore and the old man
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| Refused to implore
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| Pondering weary and weak
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| The old man still lost in his sleep
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| Cursed on the bird and his lore, from before
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| Prophet or devil it was
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| As he saw it, the old man was lost
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| Wouldn’t see his beloved Lenore — nevermore
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| And the light in his eyes showed the ebony wings of the dark
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| And the light in his heart, it was gone like the wind kills a spark
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| Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the raven his
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| Unyielding lore
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| Nevermore, nevermore and the old man
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| Refused to implore
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| But the dream, it was gone 'cause the echo
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| Went on through his core
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| And it teared him apart
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| As the raven kept still, nevermore
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| Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the raven his
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| Unyielding lore
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| Nevermore, nevermore and the old man
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| Refused to implore
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| But the dream, it was gone 'cause the echo
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| Went on through his core
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| And it teared him apart
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| As the raven kept still, nevermore
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| Nevermore, nevermore, quoth the raven his
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| Unyielding lore
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| Nevermore, nevermore and the old man
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| Refused to implore
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| But the dream, it was gone 'cause the echo
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| Went on through his core
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| And it teared him apart
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| As the raven kept still, nevermore |