Drunk at the party

by Matt L   Aug 21, 2008


We all hunger
Nothing sates it
For nothing real exists here
Drunken states of mind conquer all

A demon rocks this world
Fabrics of everything torn
As it is said
All will burn

No hero's left to save us
Hell's corruption has taken them all
Blinded by their own lusts
They have led us astray

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