Angelica~ To The Drink (a song about vampires)

My song about vampires for Halloween
Written, composed, and edited by me

Lyrics:
Reading a passage from a novel that had fallen across my lap during my turbulent slumber, my eye was caught upon the proposed glamour of isolation, an ideal I had during my time of vexation
There is pleasure in the path less woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
Music in its roar
I hate it all, I hate it all, I'll take up my lovers, leave the poets to their drawl, idle company distract me from my lonely endless hours and distract me from all my pestilent reminders. Steal away my expectancies, ill live within my ecstasy, experience the thrill of living life to its full. Fill up your glass. Live life without rules.
The party has no time for tears, the partiers don't live many years, the people have no fear, and I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Shelley, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Keats, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Byron. Let bygones be bygones with life and start anew with a much shorter right. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my soul. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink for filling the hole in my heart.
Closer of lovely eyes to lovely dreams,
Lover of loneliness, and wandering,
Of upcast eye, and tender pondering!
Thee must I praise above all other glories
That smile us on to tell delightful stories.
I hate it all, I hate it all, I'll take up my lovers, and leave the poets to their drawl, idle company distract me from my lonely endless hours and distract me from all my pestilent reminders. Steal away my expectancies, ill live within my ecstasy, experience the thrill of living life to its full. Fill up your glass. Live life without rules.
The party has no time for tears, the partiers don't live many years, the people have no fear, and I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Shelley, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Keats, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Byron. Let bygones be bygones with life and start anew with a much shorter right. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my soul. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink for filling the hole in my heart.
What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
I hate it all, I hate it all, I'll take up my lovers, leave the poets to their drawl, idle company distract me from my lonely endless hours and distract me from all my pestilent reminders. Steal away my expectancies, ill live within my ecstasy, experience the thrill of living life to its full. Fill up your glass. Live life without rules.
The party has no time for tears, the partiers don't live many years, the people have no fear, and I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Shelley, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Keats, I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my Byron. Let bygones be bygones with life and start anew with a much shorter right. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink without my soul. I'll drink, I'll drink, I'll drink to the drink for filling the hole in my heart.
In my heart
experience the thrill of living life to its full. Fill up your glass. Live life without rules.

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