Aoede Lyrics - Aegis - Theatre Of Tragedy

Parch'd of words, parch'd of lauds, 

Lorn and tyned fro my wame - 

'Seech I more perforce indeed: 

Lap I of thee:, Thou art want. 

With dulcet gust thine floret, 

Which I yet would not do - 

Pray I thee for thine avail - 

Lave me in it; I want more! 

For my loe, not be adust. 

Come see as the wind: Chant - 

I let thee come in - 

Come see as the wind, Aoede. 

As of flote - upon thee dote, 

Lowing 'tis, true forsooth, 

Tisn't a tongue, nay merely mote, 

Thou art grandly mae than couth': 

Eft and e'er doth it eke - 

I am what I do behold. 

For my loe, not be adust. 

Come see as the wind: Chant - 

I let thee come in - 

Come see as the wind, Aoede.