Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seraphic Deviltry, artist - Theatre Of Tragedy. Album song Velvet Darkness They Fear, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
Seraphic Deviltry |
| Whether He the quaint savant’s power doth hold I know not, |
| Albeit ætat a thousand stars' birth He is — |
| Quoth I that for reasons to me oblivious |
| August of a granditude of servants is He held, |
| And by plastic consonantry e’en more servants to the host addéd are — |
| Pelf they are, dare I say! |
| Maugre His diurnal seraphic deviltry |
| I say that deviltry — 'tis forsooth deviltry! |
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| Mind not this in scintillating shades clad is; |
| To claim the glore is He suffer’d. |
| «Grant me the fatlings», qouth He, «the fatter the better!», |
| And died they of starvation; |
| They are not slaughtering their fatlings — |
| They are slaughtering 'hemselves. |
| Sith I at time of yester the questions durst ask, |
| And dare I say this burthen weightful was, |
| Wrack of His machine-like motion was I naméd, |
| Tho' blind and fond the jesters rebuilt |
| The machine alike — yet whettéd and dight are its edges… |