From The Dionysian Days - text
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
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.
In the green temple, from the dionysian days, watch the dawn.
Goat-foot God rises your Rod, be free, and know the world
Hath need of thee and Arcady
OOGoat-foot God, play your pipe, tonight, wild and free.
Your melody out of Arcady
Hath need of thee and Arcady
OOGoat-foot God, play your pipe, tonight, wild and free.
Your melody out of Arcady
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- Crowning Of Atlantis
- Mark Of Cain
- Clavicula Nox
- Crazy Nights
- From The Dionysian Days
- Thor
- Seawinds
- To Mega Therion
- The Wings Of The Hydra
- Black Sun
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- 2. Lemuria
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- 4. To Mega Therion
- 5. Son Of The Staves Of Time
- 6. Mon amour, mon ami
- 7. Gothic Kabbalah
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