Destruction holds a cup of potent brew
Distilled in copper vats of vice and crime
Bottled and banded by souls of men
Aged since the fall of Adam
The content of this cup erodes the soul;
Scripts the "U-s" and capitalizes the "I-s"
Deafens the ear so mercy's plea cannot be heard.
Petrify the knees and man can't bow
And only leaves the tongue to speak commands