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B@#$% Loreley ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Lyrics © 2026 Maris S. I don't know what passes for thinkin' Ye make a pure mess then shout blame Ye leer till the whole lot goes sinkin' That's just how ye play yer damn game I sit here and sing me own song I watch as the daylight bleeds red Ye point at me shoutin' I'm wrong And name me the bitch for yer dead So sing what ye want 'n drink as ye please Don't lay yer dead men down at me feet I never pulled rope nor shattered yer mast Ye leered like a lech and went down just as fast I'm only just combin' me tresses That shouldn't be counted a crime Ye've spent a whole century harassin' An' blamin' me all o' the time The men won't stop gawkin' up yonder They drool and then lose their way Instead on the waves where they wander Their leery eyes locked on me gate The lad in his boat on the river Is starin' like some bleedin' fool Keeps grindin' on rocks till she shivers Then spits "witch" like that makes it true I think in the end it's the water That'll drown ye for wantin' too much Me singin's all I was after So choke on yer own bloody lust I sang to the river, not ye nor yer crew The rocks were there long before I was too If wantin' makes idiots out o' yer kind Don't come whinin' murder; just leave me behind Me singin's all I was after So choke on yer own bloody lust