I found a new ring; taught it to believe again No broken memories remain -- no bloodsick "friends" The years behind us have all taken wing In ill-remembrance of a Mad Drunk King Those who go hiding all their tears in wine Will find that they've grown rotten on the vine So carry on, dear brother -- I wish you well (Just carrion) With brighter days in mind -- so long -- farewell
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