Release my drowning eyes, Remove the empty stare, that cascades into your dying breath. In the terror you submit where embraces are left to rot and simple gestures entice the end.
In the dark I hear you call, In my dreams I still mourn. In the night I feel your warmth. Lenore, Lenore, Lenore.
Recede unto fleeting passions, Finding comfort in your failing words, can I dream this day never began. The words don't form right, my thoughts are unclear and the rest diminish.
In the dark I hear you call, In my dreams I still mourn. In the night I feel your warmth. Lenore, Lenore, Lenore.
Your image still haunts me. Your perfume still lingers. I can still see you walking down the street. I can still feel your breath against my skin and taste the wine off your lips.
In the dark I hear you call, In my dreams I still mourn. In the night I feel your warmth. Lenore, Lenore, Lenore.
Lenore, release me Lenore, release me Lenore, release my drowning eyes.