Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cassandra , by - Theatre Of Tragedy. Song from the album Aégis, in the genre Release date: 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 |