This may well be the most sanity draining thing I have ever encountered. Azathoth may be responsible for this.
Now I`m aimin' for heaven But probably wind up down in hell Where upon this alter I will hang my guilt ridden head But it`s time I`ll take before I begin Three sheets to the wind, Three sheets to the wind Rebels are we, though heavy our hearts shall always be Ah, no ball or chain no prison shall keep We`re the rebels of the sacred heart I said no ball or chain no prison shall keep