Grasp the bleak truth of facts, enshroud them in iniquity
Shamelessly grimace when questioned, the chosen festivity
Regrets in a secluded shrine only for the sake of cherished memories
And we dance vigorously merrily hand in hand around the fire of ignominy
We seek the handsome lies and enwrap them with glorious purity
Honor them with hoarded wealth, bestow at their feet stolen humanity
Manipulate our friends and eliminate our enemies with triumphant nudity
Bare and share the disgrace, toast for the elixir of the stolen solemnity
Flutter our eyes and flirt with fiend, finger the fanny of repulsive deceit
Embrace the demerit and kiss the feet of obscene parsimony and heists
Too arrogant to admit the imbecility and mistakes when rolling the dice
We sent a wreath for our own funeral and shed a tear for smite and blight
In other words my friends,
When we could have got laid, we chose to get fucked…….
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