A simple deck your withered fingers hold
Blank cards merely stories untold
Bathed in light I stood quite bold
Shed denial and let darkness unfold

Your promise of exotic travels
Shattered as nightmares unraveled
Justice swift and sealed by gavel
A devil's whisper my golden apple

Count to ten
Embrace the end
Count to ten
Embrace the end

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Sarapin, in the year 628 AF.