Dionysus:
I'm drowning in the black abyss of hell
Roasting on the mountains of the sun
Waiting for the end to come undone
While heaven pounds the nails of vicious rage
This is not the end, it rises up a lie
I see myself alone
I am blinded by the lies and seize the pain forevermore
Floating in the black abyss of hate
Choking on the banquet of all time
The crows surround the challenge filled with fear
Where every small assassin roars away
Flies incensed reply, triplet times deny
I see my art in chains
I am blinded by denies and feel the plains of nevermore
Wise to the game
I'm withdrawing from the howling ones again
I can see the killing glow in their eyes
I am blinded by allies and greet the road to nevermore
Harvesting begins, discrete the angels fall and...
Crowd:
Die for the things that you believe - you will
Die for the sirens of your will
You'll die like every living thing, you'll die
Dionysus:
Throw me proud from heaven or your hell
My black belle-Michelle...me well
Ecstasy repaid with sleek invader's scrawl
And spiteful acclaim
I'm withdrawing from the scowling ones again
I can see the withered goal in their eyes
I am blinded by allies and greet the grail of nevermore
Crowd:
Die for the things that you believe - you will
Die for the color of your mind, you'll die
Cracked author underground
You will die in sight of holy land
Dionysus:
Show me now your heaven or your hell
Simon falls amazed
Sweeps the empty stage and cries
Clear throughout the town
Prison music sounds
Friend dismembered
Crawlin', crawlin' under mounds
Fallen...I am fallen...fallen, life unwound
Wait...into the sea's tears I'll ride
We're all poisons to the rose
My energy, it's not the enemy
It's not to blame
I'm floating in a black abyss of hell
I'm drowning on the violence of your role
But this is not the end
A stranger fate presides
I see myself at last
I am broken on the wheel and can't avoid it anymore
See...she looms again
She'll return what is mine
When love dies bound
To satisfy all these fools seek
Disowned and then...the road descends
Another cell
Crowd, Bacchants & Maenads:
Die for the things that you believe - you will
Die like the cowards under whips
You'll die for everything you are
You will die for the lion in your soul...no
Let's see...if you're God, won't you rise?
Your demise
Dionysus:
Broken on the wheel of death...a lost race