1. Lysander

Lysander
I pursue, I pursue invain
Cruel Lysander
Thus to fly me, thus to fly me

Let this begin

She must not, she must not obtain him
She must not, she must not obtain
Never, never, never, never must obtain
Frigid beauty

Who are you that you would deny me?
Who will, who will still deny me?
Deny me, deny me!

Lysander
I pursue, I pursue invain
Cruel Lysander
Thus to fly me, thus to fly me

Lysander

Lysander
I pursue, I pursue invain
Bring, bring
Bring, bring
Bring, bring
Bring, bring
Bring my trusty arms

2. Devotion

Her beauty must success less prove
For this heart is stronger charms
Feeble, feeble arms and hurtless dart
She will not in war prevail

Alas what hopes to wound a heart
She will not live to tell the tale
She will not live to tell the tale
Nothing, nothing!

3. In My Holy Time

There were three
There were three
There were three
There were three
Ravens...

As I walked on my own
As I look for my dear home
I felt the sun leaving me
White choruses wait for me

"Where shall we our breakfast take?"
Said the first raven
Down in yonder green field
There lies a knight slain under his shield

Down comes his follow doe
As great with young, as she might go
She lift up his bloody head
And kissed his wounds that were so red

She got him up on her back
And carried him to earth and lake
She buried him before the prime
She was dead herself before night time

Do you still see me?
Do you still see me?

4. The Eros Of Frigid Beauty

Frozen beauty lies blind in ice, no eyes to see
What's always been and always it shall be

5. Overature

In darkness let me dwell

The ground, the ground shall sorrow be
The roof of despair which bares all cheerful light from me
To bar all cheerful light

The walls marble black which moistened still shall weep from me
They still shall weep forever in darkness
To bar all cheerful light

The roof of despair which bares all the cheerful light from me
To bar all cheerful light

My queen I only wish my song to please thee
I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery
I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery

My music
Jarring, jarring
Jarring, jarring sounds to banish sleep

Thus bedded to my woes and bedded, bedded to my tomb
Oh let me living die, oh let me living
Oh let me living die
Till death do come, till death do come
Till death, till death do come

6. Lysander II

The frightened earth looks pail and cries
It cries as war does consume the skies

My armies already join the battle above
The god of war fights the god of love

Stand firm my battalions, stand firm
The tyrants shall yield

Hold the line, hold the line
Hold the line

Stand firm my battalions, stand firm
The tyrants shall yield

They fly, they fly
My archers fly

Consume, consume, consume the whole world
Consume, consume, consume the whole world
Consume, consume, consume the whole world
Consume, consume, consume the whole world
Since she is burning

Frozen beauty lies blind in ice, no eyes to see
I've always been and always I shall be