Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! -
A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil,
Thine feral grith with me, Poppaea, be Hell's hap:
Waylaid the beldame bawd...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Electric broadcast
The new transmission waves
Turn the dial
Recieve the news
Transistor radio
We've tuned in to the ether melody
The deadpan voice I want to hear
It's bright and cl...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Car-crash and an elevator
Make you someone else
Never try yourself
Restore you
Bop 'till you're fagged out
Tick-tock clock and teddy boys
Open windows shout
Walk these streets
She...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Ever wonder about which words were said?
Watch slow moving pictures pass instead
I disassembled what was mundane
Looking for what's left and does remain
I challenge the truth,
I'm...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Whether He the quaint savant's power doth hold I know not,
Albeit aetat a thousand stars' birth He is -
Quoth I that for reasons to me oblivious
August of a granditude of servants ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
This interference's shifting
A soft accent cascading
A second glimpse of falling tvs
Draws me in too easily
Some kind of nonchalance
Contains my will to chance
The avidity of youth...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Can you see the storm getting closer now?
Tell me how it feels being out there
A moment's glimpse of his vignette
As he shone a light on the falling wall
Instant pictures form sha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
- Stay still patient; wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
- I shall attempt the halterof thy life make less tighten'd!
-- I shall climb the yew
-- Will it subdue me or not...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Turn baby, turn
You've got the feeling for it
I'm the music
Dance with me, sway
Are you ready for me?
Take a chance on me.
Turn baby, turn
You've got the feeling for it
I'm in tune...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy
Hist! - the sonorous orchestral ambience and the arabesque-slane'd ballerina,
Her wee feet in an alacritic maelstrom-twirl,
And the dust-hurl with her tears blendeth - Egad! This q...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Theatre of Tragedy