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Theatre of Tragedy - Siren lyrics
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 luréd by the scent of lote - -- 'Od! - the fœtid - eft hie back I mote; -- For what I did my soul atrouncéd, 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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 Fornika by Die Fantastischen Vier |
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 Version by Mark Ronson |
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