Alchemisland

Gothic space, place with gables and gargoyles

Facing an icy lake some jilted bride died in in Victorian times

Nowhere you can take me that I won’t speak plainly, be me, like Margoyles

Everyday changing what my goal is, notoriously flighty though

Praetorian might smite you with my gladius while I’m smiling, belly to spine

My knife, serrated no straight lines tear it out straight not nice way to die

Me? Sleep fine, take Oxycodone twice nightly to right me

Was trying to do too much

Too much motion blurs, have to focus

No motion blur when I blow this, no scope, gg bro

Had you afk when I did you like JFK

Married wit to hope to keep the beam pure

Jim beam, solid team no turkey teeth and a tome beur from Berehaven

But she originally hails from Tullamore

Higher than slope ice at elevation

Watching it grow nicely, holding pies since 2009

Went from bottle poppers and rolled up fivers

To metal straws and nice pipes.