Absinthe with Faust

Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kissed catharsis Let us pitch to the seven year itch Of the ultra-decadent To a tainted world and the painted girls That our fantasies spent Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes Sipping the bizzare, tasting copious dreams A toast to those most sacriligeous of days Where for every whim won One soon repays We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned We have spent our time Drenched in opulent splendour But when midnight chimes Will gilded souls surrender? Let us drink on the giddying brink Of pools of excrement All manner of shit for the glamour and glitz Mephistopheles lent I remember the night as if it were engraved In a bright marble bridge stretched across dark waves To the shore from the moon and by Her grace Came that erudite stranger That fucker Come my friend, to fate let's raise Two finger shots at this our last soiree For tomorrow I fear Swoops all too deadly near This precipitous weir to Hell's high gate --- Absinthe With Faust - Cradle of Filth