Children of the Night

In paradox with the living world, Day breaks at dusk, Reminiscences of the preceding night, Lost to substance abuse induced amnesia, Breakfast is served, Flunitrazepam, ethanol and cannabis, A balanced diet of solid, liquid and gas, Like a decaying carcass, The remnant of the prior nights hunt, Lays naked and lifeless, Inebriated by debauchery, Only awakened to gain her recompense, Her departure leaves both souls in depletion, Like an eloquent and articulate preacher, The tube propagates hells propaganda, Corrupting the subconscious, By its message of profligacy, As darkness encompasses the metropolis, Its offspring emerge from the shadows, Adorned in gold and glitter, Bathed in fragrant perfume, Concealing rot and decay, Congregating in tabernacles of immorality, Flickering and flashing lights, Tobacco burnt as offering, Its smoke rising as repugnant incense, Alcohol and drugs served as unholy communion, Bodies swaying to hypnotic melodies, All in total adulation, To the lord of the night, In this realm of perversion, Where virtue is sacrilege, Abomination is sacrosanct, In pairs they fellowship, Sons with sons, Sons with daughters, Daughters with daughters, To consummate their worship, By sacrifice on the altar of iniquity, In total defilement of their temples, As dawn approaches, The darkness recedes, Only to resurface, At the break of dusk.