At the Bottom Of A Glass - Swashbuckle

So you find yourself at the bottom of a glass

After squandered engagements come to pass

Saturated with ancient ilk imbued within

Fractal poise and festered patience wearing thin

Pander to sacrifices of your mind’s account

Reaping baleful treasures of untold amounts

Skullduggery afoot intercepts your weary path

And scorns the deadly seas of woeful wrath

Wander, wade, and wallow

Swirl, swig, and swallow

You’ll find your touch of class

At the bottom of a glass

Lured by lyres of escalating grace, we

In the shades of sails, stray a course straight to thee

Equal to the task of beauty’s lay

Fasten our faithless hearts unto dismay

Whitecaps crash while drinks discharge

Down throats that siege the world at large

As surges swell vaster than our greedy grasp

The world’s finest fortunes fall into our laps

Search the faces of the crumbling crowds

Heaven’s light breaks through the storm and cloud

Smoke billows from the glints of our mortars

Witness the demise of bounds and borders

Led astray down alleyways of zeal

Ardor undermined by false ideals

Let’s sing the song that ends the Earth

A legacy that lends itself to rebirth