Ice sculpture reminder of wicked kingship, first prize last count
Party tonight my place, need to flash an invite in my face to get in
Talking things up like Göring
Connivers attending my chemical wedding
One tuck you’ll lose your bearings
No parents, Home Alone like Kevin
Something scary waiting in the wings, something malevolent
Which sadness or too much happiness seems to bring out.
Alchemisland 
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