Pull it out, dust it off, and slide it in quietly. This Mother is going to be one hell of a ride before we shake hands with the devil. And eventually some of that sleek promise of dark will cool your back with memories and smiles.
They cannot fool you with their jibs.
And this is certainly not your sons game, Daddy. This one will be around for you when the nights get cold and dark. All you see are ashes, sit back and sip on the Whiskey that be Diablo.
