Empire   I was touched long before this thing began, and filled with trepidation   over random matters and improbabilities (when success was still assured – in a time before clear memories) So pound this down, for my sake   Forget (with)   all your liquid pleasures   Jager, melon wine, and beer (all rice and corn and piss) ‘ritas if ya got ‘em   Who is dying now?   I was the king of party killers when the lies and booze were smoother     - Brant Goble