Текст песни Auerbach's Vineyard - Proliferhate

First let me show you the pleasures of wine
The way the life of all fools is spent
Here sing and drink the princes of the Swine
Grunting their melodies out of tune
Let's join in the revels of the night
These students will welcome us for sure
They claim to know the devil better than I
But my tricks will be for them the cure
I'd rather go!
No water to begin with
Just a dumb audience
Witness my miracle
Tokai, Champagne, wine from the Rhine
Will gush from the holes in the wood
Raise your glasses
As it flows wide, great is the mood
Drink of mine nourish the brood
By eating their intellect
Sip by sip, they recognize
The Master's whip, while hypnotized
By the grape river
But as it touches the floor
Revealed to all is its real form
Taste my fire
There was
Once a king with a flea
Invited to court the family
Secretary did become
To the king it was like a son
But when
The queen begins to scratch
So does all the personnel
When someone stings and itches
We quickly stamp them out
Witchcraft!
Demon under false pretenses
Tricked us
With a filthy sleight of hand
By knife
Be the end for our foes
Why then
Do we hold each other's nose?
Fake word, fake image
Transfigure the sense and place
Now you've learnt how the devil plays
Wake from my illusion