Lyrics The Hymn Of Kassiani - Frank Turner
I′ve
heard
that
they
call
me
the
woman
Who
has
fallen
into
many
sins
They
made
me
bear
myrrh
to
the
burial
And
at
the
graveside,
I
began
to
sing
Woe
to
me,
all
of
you
sinners
I'm
the
lady
of
a
moonless
night
The
darkness
to
me
is
my
ecstasy
But
for
my
sins
I
am
far
from
contrite
They
dragged
me
away
from
the
library
I
was
cast
to
the
bride-show′s
harsh
light
Where
I
told
the
king
I
was
better
than
him
And
thus
earned
Theophilus'
spite
And
Theo,
he
thinks
I
still
love
him
But
I
know
him,
and
he
knows
not
a
thing
They
call
me
Kassiani
The
woman
who
rejected
the
king
Now
the
emperor,
he
tore
down
the
icons
The
images
and
words
thought
divine
But
in
the
quiet
of
my
cell
I
redrew
them
all
And
the
name
that
I
signed
with
was
mine
I
was
scourged
with
the
lash
for
my
impudence
My
tears
were
a
fountain
of
brine
But
I
conceded
no
defeat,
my
groaning
heart
beats
With
defiant
blue
blood
Byzantine
And
Theo,
he
thinks
I
still
love
him
But
I
know
him,
and
he
knows
not
a
thing
Don't
disregard
me
as
a
servant,
know
me
As
the
woman
who
rejected
the
king
Yes
I
hid
from
his
eyes
when
he
visited
But
don′t
dare
think
me
frightened
or
meek
I
was
sick
of
his
ineffable
condescension
And
I
will
not
kiss
those
sacred
feet
I
will
make
his
footsteps
into
music
To
be
heard
by
both
heathen
and
Greek
They
will
mock
his
meanderings
in
Paradise
at
twilight
And
they′ll
remember
me,
Kassiani
She
who
hates
silence
when
it's
time
to
speak
And
Theo,
he
thinks
I
still
love
him
He
knows
not
the
multitude
of
my
sins
They
will
sing
my
song
after
Byzantium
has
gone
The
woman
who
rejected
the
king
I′ve
heard
all
the
things
that
they've
called
me
It′s
just
so
many
arrows
and
slings
Leave
the
glory
to
the
stepmother,
and
to
the
son
I'm
the
woman
who
rejected
the
king
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