I do not condone hypocrisy; utterly disgusted.

I've given in to temptation; the cheap thrilled entertainment. It is not permanent this I know, but with alcohol rushing through your body, the toxic eating into the head, when everything becomes surreal and under control - freedom. Massive bass that does not hit the ears, but hits your soul with intensity so violent it throws you off. The night life has been yearning to be claimed, I wait to be master of it, but of now, I choose to give in. Love does not exist in there, what does is degrading flirtation and respect only for the unseen. Ministry in short, nick named for the thrill seekers.

"Ministry" - this is were the party begins.