Cauldron of mystical potion
Boils into the dark and moonless night
All who will partake in it
Will burn with the demons' great fright

Loss of all that once mattered
Surrendered for a taste of magic brew
Grinning the grin of the damned
Desperately wanting something new

Numbness of life's perfection
Sacred food at the table left to rot
Taste a taste of darkness
It's waiting here, fresh and hot