I had a perfect nightmare on a starry torrid sea
I am cast to prison at a crippled Demon's plea
The Demon has three faces all are laughing down at me
The Banker with his filthy lucre sets the game astride
The General with raging might lets forth a battle cry
The Judge locks now the metal tomb where I am meant to die
But vengeance is a brutal beast not held by any cell
My wit is steeled my blade is wet so sound the reaper's bell
Banker General and Judge you all shall burn in hell