The Blessed Dead Are We
The grand chess set in the lutescent ballroom
Sits among bookshelves beneath a chandelier.
Outside, on the yew trees, the moonshine does appear.
Death to all of hatred, death to all of gloom.
The ravishing carriages circle in the court,
Amid fallen leaves of mahogany-brown.
I have sent my vassals into town
To acquire burgundies, chablis and port.
Welcome, my friends, come frolic, dance and dine.
Do you recall your passing, as I do mine?
Ah yes!- Love's first kiss has not yet been taken.
This vale is all green, reborn and awoken.
Take a splendid gold piece for a token-
We have no need of it- no more can we be shaken.
The grand chess set in the lutescent ballroom
Sits among bookshelves beneath a chandelier.
Outside, on the yew trees, the moonshine does appear.
Death to all of hatred, death to all of gloom.
The ravishing carriages circle in the court,
Amid fallen leaves of mahogany-brown.
I have sent my vassals into town
To acquire burgundies, chablis and port.
Welcome, my friends, come frolic, dance and dine.
Do you recall your passing, as I do mine?
Ah yes!- Love's first kiss has not yet been taken.
This vale is all green, reborn and awoken.
Take a splendid gold piece for a token-
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