Is it true that only fools Cast aside all the rules? And what kind of wreck Does life become living by the deck?
A spooky basement points the direction That reveals the cloth of divination Hand painted arcana mixes with astrology It is needed to forecast what becomes our history
Candles are lit and the reading begins These are the risks taken between friends As twelve cards are circles in a zodiac reading It won't be long until the friends are barely breathing
A thirteenth card is centered between for clarity The cards are then shuffled with tainted sincerity As the High Priestess looks and patiently knows That drunken children will suffer horrendous blows
Each child gathers in wait of their own story Nonbelievers find humor in this painted glory The cards begin to lay out the demonic tale Only the High Priestess knows who will prevail
There's always one who cannot wait Opening doors to curiously investigate A magician's bag of tricks brings deception A lack of control snaps through the connection
Impulses should be resisted in the name of trust Keeping close to those with whom we surely must Following the wrong light to a false track Can take you down a path from which there is no turning back
Some of us are prone to pour gasoline on the fire Talking more than listening as we're led by our desires Love might be the death of two becoming one But the power of the two can make this path undone
It you're brave enough to face your fears It doesn't mean you won't shed true tears Step by step, the evil known patiently grows When you play with magic, there are crushing blows
The Devil plays along without sympathy While his High Priestess knows no pity Quietly, she creeps in death and darkness You cannot change fate, or its harshness
One by one their lives are taken When you dare the magic, you are forsaken Evil comes at you like a runaway train The things seen leave their traces on the brain
Accidents that align are more than coincidence And point to murderous design incident after incident We stretch to make our readings come true Crazy is as crazy does is one point of view
There is a dark design behind our waiting fate The stars align with Hell in their equal weight Astrology and tarot are the most powerful combination When it comes to the dark art of divination
(c) October 30, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along