Der Schrei (1)

We sit, we drink,
We sat and drank,

We laugh, we smile,
For quite a while.

Time flies when you’re having fun,
Or so I think,
So I continue to rest and sip,
And smile, frown, laugh, feel,
Until gently over I keel

Then darkness takes hold,
The coin flips,
And from the gentle and soft tails
My heart skips and flits,
As the ugly face begins to tell
Its dark dark tales

Hello Satan.
Hello Dread.
Newsflash!
Inside I'm dead.