Submerged in fathoms of soul.
There is no meaning,
to flesh and bone.
Only the warm soft glow,
the depths of a mans own hell.

Are you really a bottomless well?
Is there any truth left to be found?
Have I finally reached your blood stained,
watery ground?

These demons,
still will not drown!
Not even in a sea of wine!
So I leave the drunken mask behind!

Now I prepare to dance and feast!
For I have left,
the under belly of the beast!