Eremo

All th' ingredients mixed,

I seal my cranium like a vat,

My brains encompass my life,

And all life is fermentation.

Leave well enough alone,

Lest you taint the brew.

The best spirits were made

In houses of hermeticism.

I will distill a universal solvent

To purify life to its essence.

It will burn me to the touch,

But so it will clean my wounds.
There are cellars 'neath cellars,
Of lust bottled up inside me.
Find out how it's uncorked,
And all of it will be yours.