Sweet Redemption

January 5, 2011
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Oh! glorious times of all!
Happiness swells in me to the breaking point
Pandemonium has surely heard my call
Holding up the spawn of my evil so flamboyant

But even in the darkest times there is light
Always, on the path to ascend from darkness
The enticing aroma lures me to the plight
Though willingly I'm looking for a ghost's caress

Sipping from a goblet made of weary hearts
Taking in the mead of restless sorrow
Spitting out the awful, bittersweet taste of regret
while inebriation flows with tomorrow!

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