Deucalion: Inhale the sweetness!
[Gives the Queen the cattle-skull and lets her breathe into it]
Deucalion: My God is ready for his meat! Let us see the mouth of hell. Open the gates!
[goes towards the two virgins]
Deucalion: Do not be afraid, you spirits will lie warm in the belly of the bull, and your flesh will taste sweeter, now that it's aroused.
[yelling down the hole]
Deucalion: Come, POWERFUL ONE! Come SEE what I have brought you! COME TASTE!