The melody of eastern good faith drifts in.
Blessed our player feels, the curses, the sins, all begin to wash.
Unseen the devil prances, and orders his orchestra to begin.
Cords of the dead and, Cords of the living faithless are played.
Singing of songs and irregularity of dance then blend in.
The Faithless get to their feet.
Happy happy happy, Unseen our player breaks a smile.
Unseen the Devil still Prances.
Unseen the sound of music fill his mind.
The broken smile, now, just a passed phase. Stopping at a grin.
"Vivid Multi colored Murals of galloping horses, and flaming maidens in White satin Gowns. Dragons and Axes making up the armies in the sky beyond. “All painted by the prancing Devil.
Our players is still grinning
Music or noise, a dance or war, unconcerned the digging begins.
Still prancing, the thunderstorms blaze through the Murals.
Drenched maidens now seen in the pink light of lust, and wild Laughter.
The Laughter finally bubbles out of his lips
Giving in. Falling in 6 feet of water.
Our player lies laughing, now prancing with the Devil.