Letras
Mother
I seek to kneel before your
Altar
Beneath your canopy down in the wood
Huntress
Chosen by the fates
Lead me through my plight
That I may be of your like
I don't have much to give
But all I have I offer
To be before your altar
In the face of glory
Sweet child
Do you know who you stand before
I forge a holy bloodline
And it's you I've been waiting for
Poor beggar, poor man
This vessel is not yours to take in hand
I serve the goddess of the half-moon
This mind and body's not for you
Leave me to my worship
Lest you become her target
Begone
Nonnus calls me Zagreus
Diodorus calls me Sabazius
There are those who call me Bacchus
But you may call me
Dionysus
Dionysus
Dionysus
Dionysus
You dare defy the son of Olympus
You will be mine or your blood will paint the elymus
My love
You have served your goddess well
Your patronage and beauty
Is the story that I will tell
I will make you the image of purity
A stone of unmatched clarity
A jewel so strong, he can't take you
Bright as the moonlight
What have I done
How have I become this
You did not deserve this
As I kneel before your likeness
I feel remorse
I don't have much to give
But all I have I offer
Tears of wine to form the light
And reveal your color
So we all remember
May we all remember
So we all remember
May we all remember