In better times
A spell could save you
The wine that we threw into a chasm
Came right back to you

Now it's all so straight and narrow
And the skeptics rule the nation
The servants scream
"always wear black"

The stupid sin
Pneumatic witch caves
Give you astute impression
Of the realms of the magic arts

Yes, it's all over your head
So enjoy the dim vacation
A sermon reads
"never wear black"

There is no now
You can tape that to your deviled brow
Time came before the end my lord
Explain your cattle call
What we need is a soft second serve
Of your fine approximations

Shepherd read
Always wear black