Vino Blanco
Vudú
White Wine
The legend tells that the god Bacchus took him
one stormy night and never returned.
In his kingdom, he measured him against a vile minotaur.
If he won, he promised to let him go.
Gods of the grape, this pact is not fair,
Gods of the grape, a bad deal it is.
And in his white wine, he sees Dionysus descend,
And in his white wine, he challenges Bacchus to drink.
Draconian was the doctor when leaving the hospital.
He ordered abstinence from wine and tar.
Hear me, mortal drunkard, I just want to see your light.
I don't care about morals, I care about your health.
Gods of the grape, this pact is not fair,
Gods of the grape, this pact is not fair.
He must only listen to his tetra brick heart.
He can't escape, he hits rock bottom.
And in his wine...
And everything is wrong, don't bleed anymore, give it an end.
