THE LUST – Cassandra (Theatre Of Tragedy cover)

THE LUST – Cassandra (Theatre Of Tragedy cover)


He gave to her, yet tenfold claim’d in return She hath no life but the one he for her wrought Proffer’d to her his wauking heart she turn’d it down Ripostéd with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn Prophetess or fond? Tho’ her parle of truth: «I ken to-morrow – refell me if ye can!» Yet the kiss and breath – Apollo’s bane Sëer of the future, not of twain, «Sicker!», quoth Cassandra ‘Or was he an æriéd being ‘Or was he weening – alack nay mo Her naysay’ raught his heart Her daffing was the grave of all hope She beliéd her own words He thought her life, save moreo’er scourge She held him august, yet wee He left her ne’er without his heart Prophetess or fond?,
Tho’ her parle of truth «I ken to-morrow – refell me if ye can!» Yet the kiss and breath – Apollo’s bane –
Sëer of the future, not of twain «Sicker!», quoth Cassandra ‘Or was he an æriéd being,
‘Or was he weening – alack nay mo Her naysay’ raught his heart,
Her daffing was the grave of all hope Original song by the great THEATRE OF TRAGEDY

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