The Hanged Man
Come with me now, to the 'bandoned estate
With palomino and the taste of the grape
I've seen a view of the fast orchard scape
My friend, of golden brow
Nothing compares to the sight at the top
The wine we will flow, and the cask we will pop
Come now, the sherry, let's every last drop
With you, the here and the now
The tapestry tells of old golden kin
A similar tale to your own shiny skin
Blushing and red from the air now so thin
And the wine you have drunk and the stairway within
Drink up, I'll tell you of a tale, my friend
The Castle Montresor, the one we ascend
Stolen away at a family's end
And the gold did turn to blue
The valley was dried, and the life went away
But the spirit lived on, in a limbo of ways
A spectre of cobalt, he opted to stay
Revenge, it was, that cut through
The walls they do tell of the day that has been
So long and so cold and of old deadly sin
Snakes linger on and they bite from within
And the wine you have drunk and they gnaw at your skin
His eyes, they do peer, with a furious scowl
His skin, cold and blue, is so scaly and fowl
Can't you see now, my friend, he is here with us now
With ire and the phantasmal vow
Nothing compares to the silence atop
The blood I will flow, and the neck I will stop
Come now, the sherry, let's wring every drop
It's you! The here and the now!
The knot I have tied, the old drapery
Will put to an end, this chicanery
The veil raised and how, the adversary
Just one little push is enough to see you
With palomino and the taste of the grape
I've seen a view of the fast orchard scape
My friend, of golden brow
Nothing compares to the sight at the top
The wine we will flow, and the cask we will pop
Come now, the sherry, let's every last drop
With you, the here and the now
The tapestry tells of old golden kin
A similar tale to your own shiny skin
Blushing and red from the air now so thin
And the wine you have drunk and the stairway within
Drink up, I'll tell you of a tale, my friend
The Castle Montresor, the one we ascend
Stolen away at a family's end
And the gold did turn to blue
The valley was dried, and the life went away
But the spirit lived on, in a limbo of ways
A spectre of cobalt, he opted to stay
Revenge, it was, that cut through
The walls they do tell of the day that has been
So long and so cold and of old deadly sin
Snakes linger on and they bite from within
And the wine you have drunk and they gnaw at your skin
His eyes, they do peer, with a furious scowl
His skin, cold and blue, is so scaly and fowl
Can't you see now, my friend, he is here with us now
With ire and the phantasmal vow
Nothing compares to the silence atop
The blood I will flow, and the neck I will stop
Come now, the sherry, let's wring every drop
It's you! The here and the now!
The knot I have tied, the old drapery
Will put to an end, this chicanery
The veil raised and how, the adversary
Just one little push is enough to see you
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Writer(s): Patrick Murphy
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