The Raven [SSC3 Poetry Challenge]

[Vocal Intro] [Spoken Dialogue] [Spoken] Suddenly.._ there came a.._ tapping? As of some one..?_ gently..?_ rapping!, rapping at my..!_ chamber door? [Main Guitar Riff] [Distorted Guitar Intro] [Drum Breakdown] [Drum Solo] [Verse] 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. [VERY BRIEF INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE] "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this and NOTHING MORE!. [Main Melody] [Laughter] [Verse] Open here I flung the shutter, WHEN!.._ with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore!; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he.._; But, with mien of lord or lady, PERCHED! above my chamber door - PERCHED! upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door - PERCHED!, and SAT!, and NOTHING MORE. [Instrumental] [Verse] Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, .._ By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it WORE!, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,".._ I SAID!, "art sure no craven, .._ Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore - .._ Tell me! what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore?" .._ Quoth the Raven!.._ "NEVERMORE!." [VERY BRIEF INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE] [Laughter] [Verse] 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 that shadow that lies floating on the floor? .._ Shall be LIFTED!.._ - NEVERMORE! .._ NEVER! .._ MORE! .._ NOTHING! .._ MORE! [End]