Lyrics of Siren

Theatre Of Tragedy

pochette album Siren
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Release date : 01/01/1998

Duration : 0:07:3

Style : Rock



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Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -
By whom, know i not; 'lack! am i of twain -
And as a crux - cede i my words -
Fro my heart wilt thou ne'er
Have i been 'sooth sinsyne.
Be left without - come!

Thine voice is oh so sweet, i speer thine pine,
Ryking for me:
Ryking for thee;
"list and heed", thou say'st
Wistful, whistful -
Chancing to lure.
Chancing to lure,
Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!

Mayhap lured by the scent of lote -
'od! - the foetid - eft hie back i mote;
For what i did my soul atrounced,
How i wish for thee again,
O! do believe me, 'twasn't a frounce.
Will i give thee it: troth.

Thine voice is oh so sweet, i speer thine pine,
Ryking for me:
Ryking for thee;
"list and heed", thou say'st
Wistful, whistful -
Chancing to lure.
Chancing to lure,
Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown 'tis -
Dodge na 'way herefro, do come here in eath!

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