Lorelei Lyrics - Aegis - Theatre Of Tragedy

Ferie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade 

A serenade siren'd to lure Zounds! not to court me? 

A menad, 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? 

Dedally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade 

For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade 

Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a mêlee 

In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet 

The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire 

Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire 

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?