Theatre of Tragedy "Siren" lyrics

Siren

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'erHave 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'stWistful, 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'stWistful, 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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