Siren - Theatre Of Tragedy
Written by：Christoph/betkierowicz Krause
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'er
Have I been 'sooth sinsyne
Thine voice is oh so sweet I speer thine pine
Ryking for thee
List and heed thou say'st
Wistful whistful
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
O do believe me 'twasn't a frounce
Thine voice is oh so sweet I speer thine pine
Ryking for thee
List and heed thou say'st
Chancing to lure
Skirl and skreigh but for thine ears aye lown 'tis
Dodge na 'way herefro do come here in eath
Skirl and skreigh but for thine ears aye lown 'tis
Dodge na'way herefro do come here in eath
