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From The Dionysian Days

 

From The Dionysian Days

(albüm: Crowning Of Atlantis - 1999)


Golden apples from the grove fall down the tree
And make all the Bacchants gather in Arcady
To dance on the Festival of the Tragedy
And eat the fruits of ecstasy

In the midwood twilight, on his pipe plays the faun
In the green temple, from the dionysian days, watch the dawn

Goat-foot God, rise your Rod, be free, and know the world
Hath need of thee and Arcady
Oh Goat-foot God, play your pipe, tonight, wild and free
Your melody out of Arcady

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