Vice Regalia - The Mire

Bound together like the crown and sceptre

We were made

To pursue the highs

That only royalty could crave

Smoke and neon

Quiet stranger

Bitter amber

We are favoured

Burning sugar

Emerald nectar

This transgressive rite

Is our communion

Rules of mind and moral

Cleaved so recklessly

As we plunge into an ocean green

Deep as this self-destructive need

Sublime intoxication

Vice regalia fever dream

Nothing matters we are free

Free until tomorrow

In a ritual union

Jaded as the soma we imbibe

I will fix you so you break with me

For one more night

Smoke and neon

Quiet stranger

Bitter amber

We are favoured

Burning sugar

Emerald nectar

This transgressive rite

Is our communion

And just like all things that shine

Found in life first so fine

The high is flawed by design

As the sun must burn out in time

It all fades