Heavy Wears the Crown

That bottle is pure bliss

Knocking them back to back

Grazes vour lips, 

Like the kiss of a lover 

The Osculum Infame

That line, rail, bowl. bump displayed on the table

This is where you make your stand tonight, even if it changes everything

Mephistopheles Invocation

That syringe in vour arm, 

It's gonna help you touch the sky 

You're gonna feel so fucking vivus

Lucifers Inferno

Satanic ecstasy,

Shrouded wings

Crowns you Emperor and Empress

You reap what you sow

When Satan's mendacities

become the hard truth

Heavy lies the head that wears a crown