Down - Bacchanalia lyrics

Ringing…of glory Play Worship this left to rise Deeper flow than this institution Unfamiliar, k** the mister Train the trickster In the kingdom In this part, yeah Every kid here knows… Creeping on the legacies of… One day's repetition on Sunday It's no reason even that it is performed Bacchan*lia Swallow in ruins a sea of poison Stooping at the doorway… Mouth to feed There is an ocean waiting And the wind blows And the wind blows There is an ocean waiting And the wind blows And the wind blows There is an ocean waiting And the wind blows And the wind blows There is an ocean waiting And the wind blows And the wind blows