Narconomicon
Michael Schoemaker
Lie in wait, decimate
Decide the fate of a nation Mass seduction
Infiltrate to annihilate all emotions
Accept this chalice born from blood
The killer in them awakens
Seemingly unstoppable force on a mission sacred
Dopamine races, take the pill of hope
The black horde engages, offensive of dope
The forsaken, no remorse
Malicious in their intent to clear the land of all rival clans
Deformity of men
Dopamine rages, as the plot unfolds
While the battle wages all hope desolves
A crushing sleep rushes in all but empty
We fall to awaken into dark ellusive dreams
Dying dreams for all
Pervitin awakens the abandonment of hope
Legions of forsaken, dependent on dope