My friends came to visit me today
bearing their gifts of insanity and decadent art.
And as we greeted after years apart
I knew a celebration was about to start.
Let not beast or man invade my mind
for I would find that so unkind.
But now its too late
And as I dance I seal my fate.
Inserted into my vein
I placed the needle and called the name
And now nothing will ever look the same
but I enjoy this lethal game.
Full rush on in this twisted session
my mouth showing pain and loud expression.
And as I travel in this satanic procession
it describes wildfire and surreal impressions.
But all life is short and to make mine shorter still
I feel I must take one last pill.
And now I lay in box that I just fill
but my mind is free and my body is still.
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