Dead Man's Switch Poem by Heaven's Authority

Casting down holy spades.
Dead Man's Switch left in vain-

Sold my king for a queen-
Sold my queen for an ace-
Lost that ace; then a knight.
Sold that knight for eight legs-
Jolly Joker was here to stay.

Screaming cold.
Order's lost.
1962, singing red finding blue.
Eight legs on the Bay
Stupid reds job well done.

Eight more legs walking away.

And- What about you? ?
Watching cold wars.
Calling cold winter storms.

Down the hatches we go.
A new place we'll call home-
Taunting down the 'Iron wall'.
Time closes when voices thunder-
Then-

Drinking Vodka in our tombs-
Stowaway in unknown graves-
Drinking away this feral night.
For we glow like ghouls; here tonight.

Feathered wings oh Kremlin Palace.
Fire balls dancing bright;
playing gulf past midnight.

Darkness lays here tonight.

Neither Black...Nor...White...

Flipped the switch-

Oh Dead Man's Switch.

All of us...
...Perished.