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Bring out your dead

I shout again

Will this ever end?

Rotting corpses everywhere

But I knew how to transcend

Round and round, the bottle goes

Drown, drown all hope and sorrow

Mad men on the streets

Keep herding their sheep

High or low, we're all gonna go

Down at least for six feet

Like thunder in a pint

Divine truth I will find

Lifelong misery

It is not out destiny

Joy to the world, god is dead

So let's drink until the bitter end

They whip you with their made-up sins

They beat you until you finally give in

But know that there is another path

Filled with joy and not the grandeur of misery

Wake up and see

Drink with me

In our wanton harmony