Opponent’s drink I sneak in extra components
Tastes extra fiery due to all the ground up fine dust Vicodin I sprinkled in
Sits atop like a water lily, like Italian chocolate vermicelli on angel delight
Like confetti on the bridal veil, she will soon be in the family way
Provided tonight’s ritual doesn’t fail, jail time what the rite entails
Entrails ripped straight, chalice full of ichor, inhaling mortal vapours
All my paranormal patrons pretending it’s normal, it’s fucking deranged
Delivery is arranged for the next day, enough to stretch saintly patience
But I’m sage wise and keep my lips stapled, I meet him in a dappled back
Lot in the shadow of the cross and steeple, he’s young and got pimples
But his eyes are rippling pools of rank obsidian, demons in him
I type in the pin, wedge unthin, thinned veil lets hell’s denizens in
Lead a swaying man to the angry chair, ask him expect answers fast
Accomplish my aims but afraid you’re not compos mentis, strange days
That’s a serious case, stain one you can’t sweep away
Decline worse than Conor, jail or gravedirt another five
Lost all his drive, banned from driving, coke up on live
Too many accusations to deny, no smoke without fire.
Alchemisland 
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