All the night the bottle whispers...

"You are no longer loved by them.
You are no longer wanted here.
Come with me, my darling,
to a painless world void of fear.

Come. Come. Hurry now.
It's not like anyone will miss you.
Your solemn hardened pretty face,
or heart of despised virtues.

Why hold on to this reality?
The one where you don't belong?
Abused, insulted, abandoned.
Does this give you pleasure?
How sick. How wrong.

How you must hate it here, my love.
Every day a struggle for breath,
every day a fight for reason,
or else to plummet to your death.

But now, I offer you so much more.
I offer a world void of nightmares,
a blessed realm of sweet dreams,
a blissful sanctuary void of cares.

So come with me, sweet darling.
Accept my proposal, my love.
Pop off my lid and empty.
Seal our marriage in blood."