Once upon a midnight dreary
While I pondered weak and weary
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore
While I nodded, nearly napping
Suddenly there came a tapping
As of some one gently rapping
Rapping at my chamber door
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered
`Tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor
Silence!
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more
'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more
'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more
'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more
Empty! Night! Rip! Me!
Give! Me! That! Please!
Empty! Night! Rip! Me!
'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more
Empty! Night! Rip! Me!
Empty! Night!
Empty!