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Theatre of Tragedy - Lorelei lyrics
Færie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade; A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me? A mænad, 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? Dædally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade, For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade - Caus'd for all eyes mazéd to behold a mêlée; 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 Æther and 'Nether art thou the peerless phœnix - Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix |
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