The Door

This is the time of the devious beast,
Resentment and anger abound.
Without a good man to be found.
With dogs in the boneyard thus unleashed,
Blood tide of our heros is set to increase,
And voices of justice be drowned.
With the devil himself thusly crowned,
The anarchy sweeps in from the east.

Let’s dance through yon door that is open,
To sit on our own golden throne.
Let’s depart this old world that is broken,
And build a sweet state of our own.
I offer my loving devotion.
Let’s rule there together as one!