Ah, shake the evil dancer
Even now as she slumbers
Dreaming dreams of labyrinths
Minotaurs of yore
Of kings-cum-jesters
And knights prowling for flesh
And the lures of the night
Heroes hanged and villains praised
Evil triumphant perfidy regained
Mammon’s empire with heads for wall
And towers of bone armed with stones
An age of madness about to close
And the advent of paranoia among the throng
Ah, shake now the evil dancer,
Let her dream no more,
Stab her until life
Flows out of this heathen gnome.
