Dark Moor

Demons in my mind
bind to write the world
World forevermore
horror
Master of the pen
when the raven lies
Sighes, but never dies
darkness
The imp of
The perverse
whisper from the drink
The mask of
the red death
Hides the face of his tortured soul
[Chorus:]
Free mind confirmed
just behind reality
its kingdom is by the sea
Grim rhymes of yore
were born in Baltimore
the bird said: "Nevermore"
He was in love for
the olny cause of doom
fighting for love with
the enamoured tomb