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Io, Saturnalia! The gods will come tonight |
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We'll sit at their table, and sheir their infernal light |
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Oh Lord of Misrule, your song is never the same |
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And you never leave one, the same as when you came |
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Dark spirits will leave us now; the wind has filled with sighs |
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The roots of our witchery reach down toward the burning fires |
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We'll circle the hallowed tree and leave this world behind |
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Ascension through sorcery toward pleasures rare-to-find |
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I know, I know all too well |
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The wines of wizardry they're running through our spells |
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I know, I know all too well |
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This world of death, this world of squares |
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We'll leave it all for hell |