Thoughts from a Leaking Brain

Yet if hope has flown away In a night or in a day In a vision or in none Is it therefore the less gone All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream Fate that once denied him and envy that decried him And malice that belied him now cenotaph his fame His mind gave me horror his mind gave me fear His mind gave me dead hearts and dear Annabel Drawn to the thoughts in your leaking brain I transform myself back in time Dismissing the present to relive the past As the light from the candle goes dark His mind gave me evil his mind gave me sin His mind gave me torment from the vulture eye His mind gave me revenge his mind gave me plague His mind gave me gold bugs and dear Annabel Drawn to the thoughts in your leaking brain I transform myself back in time Dismissing the present to relive the past As the light from the candle goes dark I stand at your grave and honor your name In adulation with cognac I toast The shadow is me three roses distinct alone At the stone in praise of the king As time runs out on another day I await my time with Poe The many terrors locked behind the pages that unfold The light is black the night is here the words they come to life Lost forever in ghastly tales that leaked out from his mind Fate that once denied him and envy that decried him And malice that belied him now cenotaph his fame His mind gave me torture his mind gave me fate His mind gave me red death and dear Annabel Drawn to the thoughts in your leaking brain I transform myself back in time Dismissing the present to relive the past As the light from the candle goes dark As the light from the candle goes dark Madman poetic fiend Spirit of mystery Madman poetic fiend Master of tragedy