Lorelei (Icon Coil Remix)

Lorelei (Icon Coil Remix) 歌词

歌曲 Lorelei (Icon Coil Remix)
歌手 Theatre of Tragedy
专辑 Inperspective
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Færie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a facade;
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 melée;
In the midst did
I swainly cast thee my bouquet:
Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire.
The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,
A poet of tragedies, scribe
I lauds to
Death,Lorelei,
Lorelei,Yet who the hell was
I to dare?
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
Perchance author
I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught,
Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
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.
F rie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a facade
A serenade siren' d to lure
Zounds! not to court me?
A m nad, 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?
D dally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade,
For all years a damndest and driegh' d accolade
Caus' d for all eyes maze d to behold a mele e
In the midst did
I swainly cast thee my bouquet:
Bellow' d bidingly by my heart' s quailing quire.
The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,
A poet of tragedies, scribe
I lauds to
Death, Lorelei,
Lorelei, Yet who the hell was
I to dare?
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
Perchance author
I thee this ikon' d apologue for aught,
Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought:'
Tween ther and '
Nether art thou the peerless ph nix
Prithee, darlingmost! court me rather than the peevish prolix.
F rie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a facade
A serenade siren' d to lure
Zounds! not to court me?
A m nad, 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?
D dally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade,
For all years a damndest and driegh' d accolade
Caus' d for all eyes mazé d to behold a melé e
In the midst did
I swainly cast thee my bouquet:
Bellow' d bidingly by my heart' s quailing quire.
The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,
A poet of tragedies, scribe
I lauds to
Death, Lorelei,
Lorelei, Yet who the hell was
I to dare?
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
Perchance author
I thee this ikon' d apologue for aught,
Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought:'
Tween ther and '
Nether art thou the peerless ph nix
Prithee, darlingmost! court me rather than the peevish prolix.
Lorelei (Icon Coil Remix) 歌词
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