Now on this day the seal was forged
For broken windows and lips unknown
The distant lands explored in awe
The galloping hordes the ecstasies hold
My father escaped the day of Love
To march with his pride and throw petals of Heart
The wanton desires to unleash in his path
They prey swim like ants to a trough
The wife, her eyes with golden ornaments filled
The Dionysian pleads in her body to drink
The wine of Vermouth to suckle like a child
The inflaming acts to spread in the Red sky
Bacchus, oh my Luscious God!
The lustre madness in my human brain grows
Dancing the paganism of the Aphrodisia Night
The ground eluding the Carnal Carnival in Flare.
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