This was originally made in late 2007, just before work started on Crucibles of Ideology.
The lyrical content and title are based off of a poem by Edgar Allen Poe, entitled Lenore. You can find the poem in its entirety here:
www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/lenore
There's been some confusion in the past as to whether I'd written this song about someone in my personal life. I hadn't, but have still met more than a few people who could've benefitted from the message found herein.
The title of this track comes from the below line in the poem:
"A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young."
In the poem and after absorbing the exquisitely described picture of the situation, I tended to agree with Poe's perspective about Lenore and her surrounding 'mourners'. She sounded like a nice enough lady, with a strong will and perhaps a touch of difficulty in social situations as a result. It also seemed as though her privilege had gathered not the nicest folk about her - people who tended to be as self-absorbed as she did.
I speculated quite a profound amount over Lenore's situation in life, given reflections on my own experiences with people I've known. I even did some research into Poe's possible motivations for the poem. I imagined how her relationship with her seemingly overly idealistic fiancé and somewhat parasitic sounding peers must've strained on her. I admit I employed a fair degree of poetic license in supposing how Lenore must have felt.
After obsessing over it for some time, reading the poem over and over again, I was filled with an intense wish to have been able to speak with Lenore before her health declined, to say what I thought of her situation, and to reassure her (even though it's unlikely that these people actually existed).
A teensy bit of my hobby with foley and field recordings can be heard in this track: I'd blended the sound of an old film projector into the background to lend a more antiquated feeling to everything, much like how the poem feels to read nowadays.