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Theatre Of TragedyArtist Bio Album - Aegis In Category : Goth Submitted By :
Jan Michaels
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2008-09-03 15:33:09
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 lote - 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.
Aoede
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