Flip sides and kiss the void, your pride is unemployed.
Fornication for the mass, believe it, lass.
Dear Drash, when we will crash?
I will lead where a chosen few can follow, don’t try to swallow.
There will be a coin for every dead in my wake, their golden ache.
My Drash, you are so harsh!
Blind gods hear, I will not simply disappear!
Storm, listen to my roar, I will not bow down to a whore!
Sweet Drash, you forgot me in a flash.
You are beautiful and cruel, go step in the black pool.
I am perfect and ideal, cry for your ordeal!