Works in English

18.07.2025

Myself 

I only care about myself she said.

I mean, you kind of have to she added.

I mean like, what would the world look like if everyone only cared for each other she meant.

I vomited up our dinner right on her face

to hell with you

Our story begins one day down in Hell
when Belsebub was bored
Rolling his fingers and yawning his mouth
daydreaming dev'lish tricks

Suddingly struck him an idea well
that would trick the Great Lord
Of this the Almighty would not find out
the Devil's far to slick

He flapped with his wings and flew to his fire
to the never ending fire of sin and desire
Took a handful of drops from the lava falling down
cut a scar in his hand and went right to town

With a grin so foul and eyes of pure hate
he mixed something together only Lucifer could make
Then he laughed and danced over his evil design
said ”This is for the Sinners, I call it Red Wine” 

But God knew all along, for he is all knowing
He knew about all of what the Devil was brewing
To the heavenly lake where his water starts falling
God went down to counter his fiend's wrongdoing

With a few drops of that and a little bit of this
He mixed it all together into a Godly bliss
Out of the cauldron came a liquid so divine
He said This is for the Pure, I call it White Wine

So when you find yourself one evening
sitting silent at the bar
Deciding inbetween
Chardonnay or Pinot Noir 

At once you’ll start to think
of two archenemies
And their respective drinks
deciding destinies

The choice is yours to make
sitting silent at the bar
In which one lies your fate
Chardonnay or Pinot Noir?