Poppea Lyrics

Finally, one place where you can find ALL of the Poppea lyrics by Theatre Of Tragedy. See the line you could never quite figure out on your own? All of our Theatre Of Tragedy, Poppea lyrics have been recreated with the original spellings, grammar and meanings. Notice also in some instances Poppea footnotes and Theatre Of Tragedy lyrics details that never made it to the Theatre Of Tragedy CD cover, featuring Poppea lyrics.

Poppea Lyrics

by Theatre Of Tragedy

Dream of a funeral, blest temptress - behest me! -

A funeral thou'lt hark, swarth murderess - the Devil,

Thine feral grith with me, Poppea, be Hell's hap;

Waylaid the beldame bawd, the 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 -

And, twine 'hem apart.



Of marrow, do na mell; I am Morelle -

The bosom'd Titivil; travail me; a fain,

Subdue me with thine lote in oneness - make haste yet,

Displode me in a font - Poppea, do 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 -

And, twine 'hem apart.