作词 : Theatre of Tragedy
 Haste not thine wisdom,
 For the hollow is ta'en
 By whom, know I not;
 'lack! am I of twain -
 And as a crux - (Fro my heart)
 Cede I my words - (wilt thou ne'er)
 Have I been - (Be left without)
 'sooth sinsyne - (come!)
 I speer thine pine (Thine voice is oh so sweet,)
 (Ryking for thee:) Ryking for me;
 Wistful, whistful - ("List and heed", thou say'st)
 (Chancing to lure) Chancing to lure
 Skirl and skreigh,
 But for thine ears,
 aye, lown 'tis -
 Dodge na 'way herefro,
 Do come here in eath!

 Mayhap lured by
 The scent of lote -
 'Od! - the foetid
 - eft hie back I mote
 For what I did (How I wish)
 My soul atrounced, (For thee again,)
 O! do believe me, (Will I give thee it: )
'twasn't a frounce. (Troth.)
 I speer thine pine (Thine voice is oh so sweet,)
 (Ryking for thee:) Ryking for me;
 Wistful, whistful - ("List and heed", thou say'st)
 (Chancing to lure) Chancing to lure
 Skirl and skreigh,  (Thine voice is oh so sweet,)
 But for thine ears, (Ryking for thee)
 aye, lown 'tis -
 Dodge na 'way herefro, ("List and heed", thou say'st)
 (Chancing to lure) Do come here in eath!
 Skirl and skreigh,  (Thine voice is oh so sweet,)
 But for thine ears, (Ryking for thee)
 Aye, lown 'tis -
 Dodge na 'way herefro, ("List and heed", thou say'st)
 (Chancing to lure) Do come here in eath!