Prompt: The coffin was made from a tree. Please hammer a nail in for me
 BREAK The bottle slipped right through. Plague pits Now underground Take me down Down Put me in chains
Negative prompt: blurry, smudge, impossible, error, text, quote
| And from his stupor the night gives birth. The devil rises from right out of the earth
| With shaking hands and blackened heart. The glass he pours, this time it's also the last
| In rapt communion with himself. The Holy Drinker is going straight in to hell
| The coffin was made from a tree. Please hammer a nail in for me
| The bottle slipped right through. Plague pits Now underground Take me down Down Put me in chains}