| The lyric of Poppea, Theatre Of Tragedy's song Dream of a funeralblest temptress - behest me! -
A funeral thou lt harkswarth murderess - the Devil
Thine feral grith with mePoppeabe Hell s hap;
Waylaid the beldame bawdthe niggard: Laughing tragedy.
And the wench doth bawdness to blow
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee;
And the wench doth bawdness to blow
Let me dawt thine twain -
Andtwine hem apart.
Of marrowdo na mell; I am Morelle -
The bosom d Titivil; travail me; a fáin
Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet
Displode me in a font - Poppeado what thou wilt.
And the wench doth bawdness to blow
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee;
And the wench doth bawdness to blow
Let me dawt thine twain -
Andtwine hem apart.
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