The Last Cigarette

Wield your scepter,
of authority.
Of bare-faced ruin.
Raise it high.

it's coming closer, steel yourself

Smile and part your lips,
to recieve.
Sightless eyes stare outwards.
You're gathered.

breathe it in and don't choke, don't waste any

Ride the lightning
as it strikes.
You're reeling within,
but nothing shows.

nothing shows, nothing will ever show,
so shine it bright, make it glow
and nobody will never know 
that on the inside you are dying

Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.

Wield your scepter,
of debauchery.
Of bare-faced triumph.
Breathe it in.

it swirls around your insides and corrodes away your core
you're never going to live through this, but that is what it's for
your eyes are bright as embers, your voice is deep as night,
and you'll never be able to ask for more.

Cast it aside.