The Raveness Confessions of an Absinthe addict lyrics

Serenity waves the wounds away and the sands of the hour
glass have no matter as I follow the serenely beautiful
aroma that with ghost dance floats beneath my sniffer.

In foreboding ecstasy, shift doth night across to the day.
The apothecary has gifted a fine elixir my way. With
swoosh it rounds as I swoon to the ground and rise in a
fairy manner.

Drink you I shall on the sly and face the ground from every
passer-by so as not to give a clue to my foolish eye with the
branches of veiny red left reaching out over my sclera.
Downstream my sweetheart's lucid green, I float as Ophelia.
I shall sing you a tune as I softly die beneath the crescent
moon, O' darling wormwood my killer!


The apothecary has gifted a fine elixir my way, "A miracle"
he said, "For you to finally bed forty winks at least from
your insomnia to put rest the demons that maelstrom with
torment your weary head."

Alas the madness! I see Queen Mab hath too been with me
as I drown beneath my darling poisons depths of maniac sea
and this addiction has flown for years in sad movement of
the tears. Downstream my sweetheart's lucid green
impetuous absinthe scales the screams and again I die the
emerald Ophelia.