But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered— Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before— On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.” Then the bird said “Nevermore.” You can t get more gothic than that. Edgar Allan Poe in a shirt. Loose fit gothic black tee with graphic print of ravens nesting in obsidian crystals. 100% Cotton.