The moon rises full
and fat
Thoughts rumble where
he’s sat
Time he thinks
to pull no punches
Take no more
and cause some blushes
He’ll sign his soul
over now
(Chorus)
For he was made a
deal by the horned one
Told he could have
anything in life and any sum
All he has to do
is drink
Drink the devil’s buttermilk
and don’t think
He’s had enough of
be used
Treated like a slave
being abused
A second thought
or way below
Time for him to
put on a show
(Chorus)
For he was made a
deal by the horned one
Told he could have
anything in life and any sum
All he has to do
is drink
Drink the devil’s buttermilk
and don’t think
Off he goes with a
glint in his eye
No more will he
be blind
He’ll drink the draught
offered to him
He’ll never be the
fool again
(Chorus)
For he was made a
deal by the horned one
Told he could have
anything in life and any sum
All he has to do
is drink
Drink the devil’s buttermilk
and don’t think
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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