Bacchante Lyrics - Closure: Live - Theatre Of Tragedy

Ado with a mean woe, 

An ado as aglow; 

Belying the paynim 

Thou rewrot'st the tome - 

An ivy-crown'd and dancing, 

And fawn'd and trancing - 

Espying the surly wud, 

And heeding her not. 

Celebration 

Afear'd of Bacchante, 

And dost thou 'hold the yill? - 

Behind is the sleepless; 

Eyne 'holding na mo. 

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