Virgin Steele - The Ritual of Descent

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Pt. 1: The Claws of Your King Dionysus as "The Stranger": Staring now with anger in his eyes The god is next to me But blinded by your grave impiety You still refuse to see Damned by authority You wrestle the wind and kill shadows on walls But no chains of man will ever bind me fast Or override my will Pentheus: Kill him now, take on the claws of your king Kill him now, tear down the world that he brings Dionysus: Brother! Madness...madness...madness...madness erupts Driven to madness by he who was brave The master has become the slave Seduced by a role you should never have played Your reasons become disarrayed I gave you my heart, you tore me apart But I own your soul...I am your soul Now choke on the meaning of my empty tomb! Towering branches of dreams of deceit Thundering over your head Mind-rending passions, a heart-wounded deep Slumber-less dreams wake the dead I gave you my heart, you tore me apart But I own your soul...I am your soul I gave you my life, I gave you my death But I own your soul...I am your soul From sheets of flame, headless remains Let no words come between us Shed your liar's mask Let no words come between us Learn what you have asked And the nightmare begins again With perfect stillness inside of me Let no words come between us Hell's within your grasp Crowd: Let no words come between us Play the role we cast Let no words come between us Vengeance unsurpassed Funeral birds fly from the mouth of our tomb Crying ecstasies we bloomed Dionysus: Vengeance...Hell erupts! Golden-haired zealots all frenzied with wine Waiting to tear me apart Carry me back to your death in the dust An Eden dismembered by love Under the sea, under the sky I own your soul...I am your soul Imprison, defy, defeat and deny I own your soul...I am your soul Repent or revise, delusions unwise The sun burns cold, the bull appears Day's wasted...the horns rise Pt. 2: Divine Intervention Dionysus: What say you now to death on the tree? Do you understand all that you see? Who has atoned for the sins of the world The impious one here or me? The Maenads: Wisdom becomes vengeance, joy becomes terror Life is corrupted, flesh polluted, savaged Unwashed, clothes rent, wracked by grief We unveil tears of degradation and doom Pentheus: In a crowd of grave employment I heard again I heard again these words A special fate will be yours Bacchants & The Nysa: Music from the mouth of Hell With mournful voice we bid farewell... Pt. 3: The Underworld Dionysus: The sky was black in mourning When I came to life I bind my soul to violence And the birth that rapes me twice I see myself...drowning in flame Pentheus: So eager to achieve What never should be sought A double suns dominion, senses overwrought I see myself...but I am not here I'm not here The sun burns cold, the rite spawns fear Dionysus: Rebirth cries! Pt. 4: The Claws of Your King Reprise Kill him now, take on the claws of your king Kill him now, tear down the world that he brings Brother! Madness erupts...
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