Shrink in dread all the people are dead,
into the Sabbath of the week
Addiction will come and rip us apart
The weakness of man is his strife for affection
Hybrids of life hurtle for the stash
For the last time: party bash!
Drugs is the greed
The very great deed
Used by the millions
In every house across the land

Came for the herbs, a lifetime in stir
A half life moaning about the past
Abstained from the good life in their home land
Come on guys, let's ( .)

The times were great, things no wrong
till the men came with blades and guns
The life's retention to be blown away
You live or die, they decide your fate
The bubonic plague is like life and death
The black spell of the earth is the needle you need

Money
Crazy
Wasted

Grow it!