I'd never seen a night so strange
The way the ground would rearrange
And bid me come down there below
To see another kind of show
Where dead men go to wait
There in that open gate
I thought it fine to see such sport
But not the kind of life cut short
Then came the time for me to join
That my life they would then purloin
Not knowing their surprise
They gouged out both my eyes
Then cut my tongue out for a laugh
I must have been a little daff
To fall for such a stupid ruse
And know that I could not excuse
That deadly game they played
So drawn I played and stayed
I'll tell you more so soon you see
You'll come and watch then play with me
The dead had life to live but then
They chose that life to give for sin
We're dead so don't you know
Your death will make this show
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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