The raven, it sits watching with beaded black eyes
As scarlet raindrops fall from somber skies
This raven contains something evil, something dark
A twisted spirit carrying its deadly mark
With the raven's soul colder than ice
Causing mortal terror won't even suffice
Black ink seeps through its every vein
A pestilent poison that only one can detain
To look to the raven is to look to your death
Every time the heart beats you lose precious breath
With iron claws it grasps you tight
You won't see it coming for it attacks at night
Its onslaught causes you to completely freeze
Because it attacks like a swift ocean breeze
Wings like waves of flaming coal
A beak sharper than a needle-tipped pole
The devil's silent taker of innocent lives
Deeper into the subconscious it dives
The raven, it sits peering at the bloodied ground
And during the dead of night makes nary a sound
Emily Martin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-devil-s-raven/
