In the court of a fallen god,

She who drums fingertips ‘pon the skull,

Sets the cadence for us all,

In the court of a fallen god,

When demons play their bagpipe tunes,

Stalwart knight and maiden swoon,

Does your toe tap?

Does your head bob?

Do your hands join the mob?

Are they truly what they seem?

Have you paid the entrance fee?

In the court of a fallen god,

Be wary that you first believed