Dionysus walked across the tropic of cancer,
his pain and ecstasy is on fire
While the human body keeps growing,
and yet one's mind and soul keep dying.
By the smell of grapes, it's going to rain......
Dionysus walked across the tropic of cancer,
his pain and ecstasy is on fire
While the human body keeps growing,
and yet one's mind and soul keep dying.
By the smell of grapes, it's going to rain......