Song for a friend in the edge of insanity

Drink with me my friend
Let's toast our flops
Let's make our plans
Have no fear

Follow me my friend
We'll wash our souls
In the blood who drain
Of our faults

Call my name again
Tell me your secret
Maybe I understand
Maybe I can

Let me feel your pain
When wind become so cold
We'll dry our tears
With our shroud

And with our drunk words
We'll talk about our miseries
With a kindness of a gap stell blade
Make of my shoulder your accomplice
And try to scape before that be to late