Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cassandra, artist - Theatre Of Tragedy. Album song Aégis, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
Cassandra |
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 |
Ripost’d 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 |
Still, is she lief and quaint in his eyne, a sight divine? |
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A mistress fuell’d by his prest haughtiness — |
If he did grant, wherefore then did he not foresee |
Belike egal as it to him might be?! |
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 éri'd being |
'Or was he weening — alack nay mo; |
Her naysay' raught his heart |
Her daffing was the grave of all hope — |
She beli’d 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 |