Aeternum
Theatre of Tragedy – The Masquerader and Phoenix
Her sweetness never cloy
Further, further, further
His scratching and dallying
Hollow-heartéd eyes, her breasts and vestal heart caress
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aerily
While as the orchestra playeth on travailingly
Further, further, further
His scratching and dallying
Hollow-heartéd eyes, her breasts and vestal heart caress
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aerily
While as the orchestra playeth on travailingly
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