Burn with the golden flames that light
Each staggered breath you take
Die with the stars that burn the night
Tomorrow might be the last mistake.

Laugh with the madness of a beast
That gorges on delight
Devour life, it is a feast
Served cold, but every night.

Live the abandon of the fight
When there's no way to win
And if the reaper comes tonight...

What better time to sin?