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