Reclining gods laying about a vanity, upon a cloud
They spoke about higher things and praised each other aloud
But who really knows the meaning of when jealous gods converse
Eros passed a chalice to amused Psyche
Who then turned and mocked, playing coy
Thirsty Morpheus who then smiled without any guile
His lips pursed as if to kiss and collapsed
His eyes rolled back as the darkness of entirety
Consumed all he was and all of his dreams
Knowledge and wisdom never prepared him
For the doom awaiting him
For without love, even the king of sleep falls
And to drink of the cup of Eros, one becomes drunk
Twisting in lust consumes your soul entire
To dream of forever brings you to familiar realms
To enter Hades is to enter the land of ire
Where the torment is complete
The realms of Hades and Oblivion
Await those who burn
Then they walk and light the torch
Sit upon the fire
And burn to ash in the pyre
