Decision making while intoxicated
Aware of the dangers and tribulations
Of getting in trouble with rightous
Thus putting yourself on a pedestal
Weighing on the mercy of fate
Indulging on the rare taste of pure alcohol
By dividing emotions right from wrong
Nothing but wasted time on my hands and knees at all

Problems arise
When the despise have no meaning
Feeling of darkness makes everything misleading
Seeking amends
While justice took place
Maintained a negative attitude during the course of seven days

Nothing more to explain anything else
Opened the door and millions of stars
Explosion occured with a shriek haunting voice
Came through the lush garden
The serpent hanging from the tree
Hissing from out of temptation
Turning away crawling back to start
From the poisoned apple
Enough to kill a living soul