The Feast of the Beast

Beer, beer, beer, a pint o' beer
Suddenly just disappear
Wine, wine, wine, a glass o' wine
Now is just a past o' time

Drink, drink, drink my friend,
All the bottle, to the end,
Emptiness is just a state,
Let's refill thy drink-made plate

Feast we have, the best tonight
Our dear friend is Glass O' Wine
But there's a sound I'm sad to hear
The lonely gasp of Pint O' beer

So grab the bottle, dark within
Tonight we're getting mad wi' it
But something's wrong, cuz' still I see:
Shite, these drinks were alcohol-free.

ambiguous feelings

ambiguous feelings

i can't offer you anything
can neither take away
i almost love you my dear
as much as I hate

have all I need

maybe even more
my eyes just can't see
everything I broke

my heart, your pride
are too big words
can't say but hide
'till it bursts, it burns

will it ever
happen, never
my love is just a
broken feather

still it flies, here I come
not younger but wise
broken but with pride
just trying to be loved

we've fought a war
were by my side
but now I know
you stuck the knife

you always said, we
both can trust
i didn't know that
you meant thrust