Pleasure at the price of madness. With delusion

their minds are full. Damned to misery are those

who succumb to temptations pull. Their lapse of

control bleeds over onto all of us. At risk to

harm as they indulge themselves. The floor beneath

crumbles into dust. Screams of the wretched cut

silent. As they submerge into the cesspools

depths. I cling to the edge battered by the

torrent of disease that rages past. Of disease

that rages past. Of disease that rages past. Of

disease that rages past. I cling, I cling to the

edge.