Theatre Of Tragedy Lorelei ( HQ)

Færie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a façade; A serenade siren d to lure Zounds not to court me A mænad, 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 Dædally didst thou perform the tragic pasquinade, For all years a damndest and driegh d accolade Caus d for all eyes mazéd to behold