If I stand with my heart next to yours I still feel nothing Yet temptation lingers Whispering in persistence And a cold love calls my name At the touch
Album: The Score (Instrumental)
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
Faerie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a facade; A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me? A maenad, yet the sweetest colleen - Certes didst
(Instrumental)
I thought of writing you a song in a tired repetition of the words I meant to sing you all along but never did. I have some great appreciation for lunar
Превод: После пожара. За Аегис.
Превод: Након Сирене. За Аегис.
: (Instrumental)
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] He gave to her, yet tenfold claim'd in return - She hath no life but the one he for her wrought; Proffer
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Thou dawdl'd not bringing me fro Aether to Nether, Still, duringly cling I on to this heather - Dew
: [Bonus track] [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Cede the wherefores and do na chide, Maybe I am peenging - ween of joy; Cede the wherefores
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! - A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Circa mea pectora multa sunt suspiria De tua pulchritudine, que me ledunt misere. Venus! - I trow
: [only on Japanese Edition] Twit me, I am thy tyke; Meekness for thee aught. Yerk me to weal daut', Sweven nor Muse Wad taw me to this ruddy hue -
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en - By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain - And
: [Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy] Parch'd of words, parch'd of lauds, Lorn and tyned fro my wame - 'Seech I more perforce indeed: Lap
