791 3 часа назад

Текст песни Theatre Of Tragedy - Poppжa

Theatre Of Tragedy - Poppжa слова песни


Words by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy

Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! -
A funeral thou`lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil,
Thine feral grith with me, Poppжa, be Hell`s hap;
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: Laughing tragedy.

And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee;
And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Let me dawt thine twain -
And, twine `hem apart.

Of marrow, do na mell; I am Morelle -
The bosom`d Titivil; travail me; a fбin,
Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet,
Displode me in a font - Poppжa, do what thou wilt.

And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee;
And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Let me dawt thine twain -
And, twine `hem apart.

Другие песни Theatre Of Tragedy:

Theatre Of Tragedy - City Of Light
3 часа назад 1,075 (не задано)
Theatre Of Tragedy - Decades (bonustrack)
3 часа назад 957 (не задано)
Theatre Of Tragedy - Decades
3 часа назад 1,065 (не задано)
Theatre Of Tragedy - Der Spiegel
3 часа назад 939 (не задано)
Theatre Of Tragedy - Der Tanz Der Schatten
3 часа назад 1,409 (не задано)

Похожие артисты:

wispoz.com © 2007-2026