Spirit

Throw yourself

Into the vessel of possibilities

Your green muse

The apparatus for soul mobility

A gateway to secrecy

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

Seven seals

Devilish creatures trumpets the end of time

Cloven hooves

Anti saint wormwood catapulting your mind

Into the jaws of death

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

There is no return

From this excursion of possibilities

You're at the seventh gate

Spirit, absinthe

Spirit, absinthe

"Let none of this earth inherit"

"This vision of my spirit"—Edgar Allan Poe