Alchemisland

It wasn’t my decision to form an inquisition

It wasn’t my intention to have your father stripped to his hips

Then horsewhipped as he gripped and bit a timber

It just happened, shit happens, sometimes it’s happy

Other times it’s sad, just keep laughing

Madly until happenstance passes, thankfully

Nothing lasts, clear glass darkens unto blackness

In fire, liars or lyres or trials or triumphs

Violence or mercy, curtness or courtesy

Make no difference, nothing slows

Nothing hastens

A steady changeless wasting away

Nothing strange ever seems to happen

We die unhappy and blameless

Sometimes, your lot is crappy

Die laughing, friend, because I promise you’ll be back.