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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