Drink up

Drink up, it’s time.

One more for the road

Drink up, it’s time.

7 is the number

and 7 are the signs.

Goodnight ladies

It’s time.

The Sun is for sadness and mourning the past

The Queen of Blades for reason

The Hanged Man for sacrifice

For waiting and for seeking

Eyes wide open.

See the cards unfold.

Hear the bones a’rattling

The hands pale and cold.

One more? It’s time.

Sink another for Old Scratch

For the shadows

The thoughts that hold us back

Seven of coins for the benefits of toil

Two vessels for attraction

Eight blades root me to the soil

Stagnation and inaction

Drink up

Drink up, it’s time.

One more for the road

Drink up, it’s time.

See the smiling footmen

Four carriages in a line.

Goodnight ladies

Goodnight. It’s time.

And the last to show his face is Death

For change and transformation

The beginning and the end

For all it brings damnation