There's no reason to be sober tonight
I'm weary. I'm playing a part in a life that isn't here anymore. Keeping house in a home that doesn't want to stand. I remember when this place was full of life. I was just one minor character in a whole cast that lived down here by the sea. Now I'm the only actor in a one person show. I still talk to the other players, but they aren't here. I talk to the walls. I lie here on the floor drinking whiskey and staring into the fire in the wood stove. I have visions of what it used to be like. I hear their voices talking about the weather.
Yes, we have weather here on Earth. Today the gods will reign death down on the masses.