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Someone knocks on the door.
Takes me out of the lore.
Too broken on the floor
To answer to anyone anymore.

I can see you Methe.
Your drunken spirit takes over
Wanting me ever closer
To your bosom.

We are the couple of death
We breathe Bacchus breath,
We crippled all we could ever have.
Why happiness when we can be damned and mad?

Feed me your liqueur,
The liquid from your veins.
Make me numb and tender
From the emerald fluid make my chains.

What is this I see?
My blurred vision is fooling me
An odd presence at the door;
A presence I can no longer ignore.

A luminous figure revealed
The glowing compassion I feared.
I reached for the glass and the man sneered.
I called for lethargy.

Save me from this loathsome man
Oh spirit of intoxication.
Make real my final liberation
No hope, no surrender just annihilation

Someone knocked on the door
Took me out of my lore
Entered a man who came ashore
To show me the light I abhor

Oh Cesar, take back your empire
I've got no more strength to conspire
Taint my absinthe with hemlock
And let me dwell in ancient Death's loch

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