Lorelei lyrics
Song information
Artist: Theatre Of Tragedy Album: Aegis
Lyrics
Ferie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade; A serenade siren'd to lure - zounds! not to court me? A menad, yet the sweetest colleen - Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine
Lorelei A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to death Yet who the hell was I to dare? Lorelei Canst thou not see thou to me needful art? Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Dedally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade - Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a mêlee; In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet: The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire
Lorelei A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to death Yet who the hell was I to dare? Lorelei Canst thou not see thou to me needful art? Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Perchance author I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought: 'Tween aether and 'nether art thou the peerless phoenix - Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix
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