Bacchante Songtext
von Theatre of Tragedy

Ado with a mean woe
An ado as a glow
Belying the paynim
Thou rewrotest the tome

An ivy-crowned and dancing
And fawned and trancing
Espying the surly wud
And heeding her not

Celebration
Celebration
Celebration

Afeared of Bacchante
And dost thou ′hold the yill?
Behind is the sleepless
Eyne 'holding na mo

Celebration
Celebration
Celebration


Celebration
Celebration
Celebration

Onto the paper, scribe I the words that fro my heart move
With every dight letter, with the ebb of ink
The point of the quill my penmanship doth mirror
Tales of theft and adultery, tales of devilment and witchery
Tales of me

Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
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Celebration (Bacchari) celebration

Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration

Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration
Celebration (Bacchari) celebration