Pour the emerald wine

Into crytal glasses

We will touch the divine

Through kissed catharsis

Let us pitch to the seven year itch

Of the ultra-decadent

To a tainted world the the painted girls

That our fantasies spent

Tripping through the boudoirs laced with opiate themes

Sipping the bizzare, tasting copious dreams

A toast to those most sacriligeous of days

Where for every whom won...

One soon repays

We touched the stars

That now laugh from afar

At we, the damned...

The damned

We have spent our time

Drenched in opulent splendour

But when midnight chimes

Will gilded souls surrender?

Let us drink on the giddying brink

Of pools of excrement

All manner of shit for the glamous and glitz

Mephistopheles lent

I remember the night as if it were engraved

A bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves

To the shore from the moon and be Her grace

Came that erudite stranger

That fucker...

Come my friend, to fate let's raise

Two finger shots at this our last soiree

For tomorrow I fear

Swoops all too deadly near

This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate