Bacchanal

Temptation of Indulgence 
Divides and conquers my mind 
An elegy for fading youth 
Welcome to mankind 

If you provide the spleen 
Then I'll provide the ideal 
If I provide a puppet 
Will you provide the strings? 

Revel in the glory 
Of a coming of age 
Decades of suppression 
Released in a rage 

Have mercy 

How can I seize the day when it is dusk? 
You provide the pull, and I'll provide the thrust 
Romance is nothing but a sack of lies 
But it is truth which I have come to despise 

Bacchanal 

If I provide the scene 
Will you provide the ordeal? 
If I provide a crown 
Will you provide a queen?