lyric s is playin over ine the head while drunk

[mrkilgoretrout]

drink from communion cup
the wine is running dry
walk down to the barroom
whisky we shall buy

drink me away from here
drink me through sorrow
drink me until tonight
turns into tomorrow

breath runs so loud and clear
so hot upon my neck
moonlight so soft and near
so salty on the deck

there is nothing but the bottle
tomorrow and the moon
or there is everything
that spins around the room

devils and demigods, the wind does howl
death always draws closer
and so the reaper he does prowl

drink me away from here
drink me from sorrow
drink me until tonight
turns into tomorrow

the darkness draws nearer
the edges grow less and less
i no longer see the light
this i can not stress

2.17.07