Текст и слова песни Theatre Of Tragedy – Celebration
Afear"d of Bacchante,
And dost thou "hold the yill? –
Behind is the sleepless;
Eyne "holding na mo.
Celebration
"Onto the paper scribe I the words that fro my heart move –
With every dight letter, with the ebb of ink,
The point of the quill my penmanship doth mirror;
Tales of theft and adultery,
Tales of devilment and witchery –
Tales of me
Celebration Bacchari
And dost thou "hold the yill? –
Behind is the sleepless;
Eyne "holding na mo.
Celebration
"Onto the paper scribe I the words that fro my heart move –
With every dight letter, with the ebb of ink,
The point of the quill my penmanship doth mirror;
Tales of theft and adultery,
Tales of devilment and witchery –
Tales of me
Celebration Bacchari
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