Carline lyrics

Note well the common carline of today

Lest you fault and dearly pay

No more of peaked hats or brooms

Greased palm to install their glooms

Parasitic finders of darkened times

Reversion of man without logic rhymes

The tarot knows not the future

The reader stitches earned suture

Coloured pulp knows nothing now

Of past, present, or future rowl

Go not to ignorance with common ease

For it is only the witch to be pleased

The future is made by he that makes

Not fortold and awaited mistakes

Good and evil they call their own

The Cimmerian atmosphere known