Aoede Lyrics by Theatre Of Tragedy

Aoede Lyrics

    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 floret,
    Which I yet would not do -
    Pray I thee for thine avail -
    Lave me in it; I want more!

    For my loe, not be adust.

    Come see as the wind: Chant -
    I let thee come in -
    Come see as the wind, Aoede.

    As of lote - upon thee dote,
    Lowing 'tis, true forsooth,
    Tisn't a tongue, nay merely mote,
    Thou art grandly mae than couth':
    Eft and e'er doth it eke -
    I am what I do behold.

    For my loe, not be adust.

    Come see as the wind: Chant -
    I let thee come in -
    Come see as the wind, Aoede.

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