I am doomed Doomed to hear Voices other people fear I am doomed From above Some god has doomed me to love Tie me tightly Honey toned sirens are beckoning Almost nightly they sing Come near come near Lovelier music you'll never hear To you alone We call to grace our meadow of bone I have lived I have died Now that I've heard them my soul has cried I have dreams Dreams of pain Knowing I'll hear them again Tightly bind me Sirens of sorrow and suffering Always find me and sing Come near come near Lovelier music you'll never hear To you alone We call to grace our meadow of bone