1. The Birth Of The Race

off the sinister heavens I strip the arc of moon
the cosmic sickle starts the deicidial harvest
I am the wheel of fortune that grinds your chest
the fruit of the storm and the kingdom belongs to me
the time has come, your time, my father

this is my fate
to raise my hand
against the silver temples
that is my fate
to set up new order
the castle of clouds shakes
this is my fate
to get the sword
and paint the mountains red

the crescent of moon ploughs his breast
cry, cry all spirits, the old one is dead

drops of his blood whirling around
changing their colours, altering shapes
his purple juices transform into angels
hosts of lust, Dionysiac tribe

regicide sword, bull-horned god
brother of all spirits,
lead your troops, lead us to Earth,
feed us with flesh
feed me with flesh
teach me substance

lightnings, thunders...

he is not dead
he regains his strength
spears of royal curse
bullets of royal wrath
lightnings, thunders chase us
...but we'll be back
...some day

2. Blessed By The Rain

Only the old ones remember
the night of the holy rain
the Earth flowed with milk
flowed with blood-red wine
flowed with the nectar of bees

Only the old ones remember
the night that became a day
when in the glare of bursting forms
the god had become a man
breaking the cosmis chains

Only the old ones remember
the storm that turned worms into eagles
the storm that woke us up

that was the day when the heavens crashed
we fell on our knees, skies fell on our heads
gods have appeared in flesh

invisible drums and pipes announced his triumphant arrival
lustful satyrs, raging bulls guide his shiny litter
women that hunger for life open wide their tender treasuries
heavenly terror, holy grace,
the Aeon of Light came into the world

and the generations rose
thousands by thousands
with their wings and horns
imperceptible

3. Chalice Of Lunar Blood

Come! Come closer...
You, o Beauty, dressed in moonlight
and the snakeheads of ivy leaves
entwin e your white neck...
Come! Come here...

spit on me, spit on me
for I am the dust under your feet
unexpected and unwanted, I am your portrait,
water and salt, air to breathe

Come closer...
let's climb to the sky
to heights of ecstasy
to hell and back

and then
I put on your tongue
one little drop of my sperm
it's bitter
tastes like old bread
tastes like stone
tastes like pain

blinded by the red suns of yur nipples
gropingly looking for a source of light
I find the spring of sacred wine
pour me some

crown my pillar with your living flesh
and I will bless you with my semen
be my wueen of enraptured love
priestess of the black summer night

jewels of my sperm illuminate your misty crown

4. Nocturnal Dithyramb

Black goatskin covers my arms
I am the hunter, at one with the forest
the moon is my eye
the air is so thick, so heavy tonight
someone is crying... or was it laughter?
I enter the fairyland

Frozen silence
Where am I?
Two yellow stars
blaze in the dark

The lion-woman did not devour me
though all my weapons have disappeared
'The poisoned fruit will give life to the dead'
I was told by the golden Sphinx

From that time I am your servant
thank you, Liberator, for opening my eyes
on wooded peaks of desolate Parnassus
I have rected altars of bones
Ecstatic dances play with the torchlight
wind from the sea hug naked bodies
the mystic feast for you is prepared
just give the sign to let down the knife

Come to us, whose name is Life and Death,
and teach us not to fear the silence of the night

5. Ecstasy And Terror

Silent barocco of shredded light
coils of rays plaited together
with chains of flesh
such a calm morning...
and the earth's crust explodes
with the carpet of thousand flowers
music of all spheres
...He is back!

aroused women wash their naked bodies
in bubbling springs of sweet dark wine
the whole world will dance in this joyful time
everything blossoms, even the stones sing dithyrambs

His golden hair streams in the wind
as he dances with the nymphs
Be thou our king! Be thou our king!

maenads – his hunting dogs – are now unleashed
frenzied women devvour their crying children
phalli carved out of stone plough cold dead wombs
Hail Zagreus! Hail Bromios! Let the Great Hunt begin...

His golden hair streams in the wind
as he spills the blood of his enemies
Be thou our king! Be thou our king!

Delight of Mortals, The One Who Breaks the Chains
Gloria!!!
God of Many Joys, Giver of Wine
Gloria!!!
Lord of Souls, Eater of Raw Flesh
Gloria!!!
The One Who Chages his Forms
Gloria!!!
The One Who Delights in Sword and Bloodshed
Gloria!!!
Prince of Daylight and the Underworld Darkness
Gloria!!!

6. Upwards To Conquer Heaven

"Come, and be revealed a bull, my Raging One!
Be a many-headed dragon!
Be a lion, spuring flames!
Come!"
(taken from 'Bakkhai' by Euripides)

...and the time has come
to fulfil the oath
hold your swords tight
aim the sun

spread proudly your wings
this is the day to transgress the forbidden
spread proudly your wings
can't you see them?

armour made of dream
wrath is my untiring steed
humilation is my arm
we shall bloody our fists
on these clouds made of steel
but we fail, everything fails

Lead us, Raging One, upwards!
Share your madness with us...
Upwards to conquer heaven!
Upwards to seize the throne!