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?