To Fill Our Cups With Good

nor peace that dwell below us even in the depths of hell let Satan hoisted His bright sails of light and darkness to all the ships that sail voices sing out towards the dark wine sea bring forth the ubiquitous blue light from the melodic swing of the pendulum while navigating through dark spaces we need ice water to quench our thirst without forgiveness to come this far life in the inferno that burn like the sun nor peace that dwell below us shall ask to fill our cups with good