BACCHANTE

This night - stay home
Don't go - out alone there's
Blood on the Moon and the river is running with
Sweet sweet wine
Stay put - don't stir
Gods' sakes don't run out after her
Blood on the Moon and the sky is ringing

This night - drums beat
Bacchanal rites must have their meat there's
Fire in the forest and Pan is leading a
Wild wild dance
Not yours - to see
Tonight they're killing in Arcady there's
Fire in the forest and the sky is burning

Sacred this night (the gods are hunting)
Sacred this rite (they are not always kind)
Sacred this fever (blood on the Moon and the sky is ringing)
Burns on forever! Bacchanal!

Run then - king's son
Warned yet but the fool must run there's
Nowhere to hide and the Bacchae are hungry for
Sweet sweet flesh
Don't stop - don't pause
They've caught a scent and the scent is yours there's
Nowhere to hide and the sky is falling

Sacred this night (the gods are hunting)
Sacred this rite (they are not always kind)
Sacred this fever (Fire in the forest and the sky is falling)
Burns on forever! Bacchanal!