'Icwr IV. The Vineyard Lyrics

In thee place where all spirits restI leave my soul to touch the fate of fireSo proud, so strong, but yet, desperate as it fadeswhile thoughts and pictures remind me of you......you, sweet as any dandle drop of bloodliquid fire, mother of thee carnal desiresemblem of my manor and all those...all those who dance, attendance on my equestrian golden effigy.I'm supping the juices of eternal lifegoing astray by the marvelous muscatel grapeand I think no end of this enormous river, yet soft caressing like,as my throat is beign victimized by fluid earthly seedsI've become enamoured of fire's beautyalike deep white cygnets of lakewaters blue green skySomeday I'll be one who'll elope with her, the enchantresshowever, no sooner said than done, and... it lasts...until the ends of the world.