Theatre of Tragedy - Aoede

Aégis (1998) track 4 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 gr