Bacchanalia

from Wig of Flies by Hoboknife

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All hail the cult of Liber, the free father spouting endless elation
Vulgar to see our deplorable deeds, shrouded in secrecy, unto oath we worship thee
Succumb to the world of unhinged pleasure, where wine and blood flow in equal measure
Unchained ecstatic sordid rituals, the exaltation of intoxication

All hail the cult of Liber, the sheer chaos burning within the soul
Vulgar to hear our raunch revelry, a threnody to a banal inane existence
Succumb to the world of unhinged pleasure, where wine and blood flow in equal measure
Celebration of flesh and fornication, the exaltation of inebriation

Domination through penetration, the grim deflowering of virgins
Screams drowned away by the growing cacophony
Will this dream remain?
Pursuing transcendence through perversion

In these dreams, in these visions, I am born again
The doubtful seed germinating in your conscience
Uninhibited passion, burning like fire, resist hesitation, give yourself to me now
Become enraptured in the seething chaos, become enthralled unto the age of decadence

In these dreams, in these visions, I am flesh again
An avatar of hedonism, a champion of barbarism
The depths of my depravity corroding all morality
A testament of ego, of hubris, of pride

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from Wig of Flies, released May 1, 2020

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