The liquor affects my brain.
Call me pathological insane.

Within the view of one and all
my behavior expands in a concealed call.
With a gushing scratch in your back
it seems my memory's got a lack.

Time slips away in the lurid trance
in which nothing restrains my performance.
The stupor disappears before me
following ghastliness is all I see.

Turn into the ignorance of the atrocity
that subdues my notorious shape.

In the rear one big strike with a piece of tool will do.
No notion for the consequences and it's not abating you.

Fuddled by a naxious disease that now and ever penetrates me.
Pathalogical intoxication followed by a muzzy perplexity.

Stunned my power is unprecedented.
Stunned my power is unprecedented.

An achievement that mostly will
justifies and dismantles my spoiled depravity.

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