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Baccus Rockus


I remember when the darkest night
was like never illumined by electrical light
and I remember where we used to go
bouncing down old dusty dirty roads

back in the day when there still was a king
of abandonment and all those hated things
concealed behind some twisted olive trees
we'd watch the frenzied lesbian orgies

chugging down divine ambrosia of the vine
untame release from the chains of the mind
naked honeypots and breasts and thighs
they got Polemis and they tore out his eyes

back in those fields we used to sing our songs
the girls would stop and be like what's that one that goes...