[04:38.00]Lorelei - Theatre of Tragedy
[04:38.00]Ferie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a fa莽ade;
[04:38.00]A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me?
[04:38.00]A menad, yet the sweetest colleen -
[04:38.00]Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine.
[04:38.00]Lorelei,
[04:38.00]A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,
[04:38.00]Yet who the hell was I to dare?
[04:38.00]Lorelei,
[04:38.00]Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
[04:38.00]Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
[04:38.00]Dedally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade,
[04:38.00]For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade -
[04:38.00]Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a m锚lee;
[04:38.00]In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet:
[04:38.00]The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,
[04:38.00]Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire.
[04:38.00]Lorelei,
[04:38.00]A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,
[04:38.00]Yet who the hell was I to dare?
[04:38.00]Lorelei,
[04:38.00]Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
[04:38.00]Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
[04:38.00]Perchance author I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught,
[04:38.00]Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought:
[04:38.00]'Tween Aether and 'Nether art thou the peerless phoenix -
[04:38.00]Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix.