Poppea lyrics
Song information
Artist: Theatre Of Tragedy Album: Aegis
Lyrics
Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! - A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the devil Thine feral grith with me, poppea, be hell's hap; Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: laughing tragedy
And the wench doth bawdness to blow Stay my adamant - Suffer me to transfix thee; And the wench doth bawdness to blow Let me dawt thine twain - And, twine 'hem apart
Of marrow, do na mell; I am morelle - The bosom'd titivil; travail me; a fáin Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet Displode me in a font - poppea, do what thou wilt
And the wench doth bawdness to blow Stay my adamant - Suffer me to transfix thee; And the wench doth bawdness to blow Let me dawt thine twain - And, twine 'hem apart
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"Aegis" album track list
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