These broken walls 
These empty halls 
This broke-down palace 
where a king once dreamed to rule. 
Rule a life to live 
and death to give 
to those fortunate enough 
to be his slave. 
Chain down in rusted shackles 
the sweet nectar of her soul 
Slide down the chute. 
The quick escape from life 
the miracles of pain 
Disrupt the pattern given to us 
Destroy order 
Rule in Anarchy. 
Control Yourself. 
Your own blessed beauty 
is granted to you. 
use your powers 
Sway and persuade others 
to drink your nectar. 
to taste your life. 
To eat your soul. 

September 13/00