"E'er and anon, thence hither -
Yore of this glum gauntness.
Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -
Tarry not thy fealty!
Stint this bereavement dear friend! -
Wherefore dreegh me?
Nay lee...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Parch'd of words, parch'd of lauds,
Lorn and tynéd 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...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Thou dawdl'd not bringing me fro Aether to Nether,
Still, duringly cling I on to this heather -
Dew-scented blossom: thou wast pristine,
The sweven of thee ne'er will I cede, my co...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
"Be my kin free fro carnal sin,
Bridle the thoughts of thy Master. "
"There hath past away a glore fro the Earth;
A glore that in the hearts and minds of men,
Men dementéd - blind...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
My eyes hold the eventide
Albeit behind the eyes thou hast
Thro' which I 'hold naught else
A flame enshroud'd in its blackness
But the raven
Burning without the faintest breeze
Sle...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Don't you wanna end up with this mister?
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones
Say it darling
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
(Whispered)
Everyone else speaks in a drone
Round and round into the unknown
Afternoon sun filters out through smoke
The hum of factories quietly revoked
Touch of elation,
Panicke...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Echoes that somehow
Can surround us
Can resound through stillness
Like thoughts of shifting this balance
Ideas of ideals convolve like intricate phases
Your revelations displayed ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Don't know inside from upside-down
We praise the famed unwittingly
If we had read that we are but illiterate
What would we do?
Keep inventory of things that we do not owe
Even at ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
An artist is what is call'd the self the brush holdeth -
Though hath it then caringly caress'd the Canvas of tomorrow?
O Canvas! For thee I hold my tool - still passionless it quiv...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy