A rich and potent state
Availing the alluring things,
The pleasures that ruin
What choice do we have?
For we are only mere mortals,
Vessels of debauchery,
Of flesh and adulterated water
Do not speak of seekers,
The seekers of pleasure,
As ruined beings,
Who lost control their ships
The sky is a giant blue mesh
With bars that cage dreams
Dreams to burst through
In search for elusive redemption
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