Drink up Drink up, it’s time. One more for the road Drink up, it’s time. 7 is the number and 7 are the signs. Goodnight ladies It’s time. The Sun is for sadness and mourning the past The Queen of Blades for reason The Hanged Man for sacrifice For waiting and for seeking Eyes wide open. See the cards unfold. Hear the bones a’rattling The hands pale and cold. One more? It’s time. Sink another for Old Scratch For the shadows The thoughts that hold us back Seven of coins for the benefits of toil Two vessels for attraction Eight blades root me to the soil Stagnation and inaction Drink up Drink up, it’s time. One more for the road Drink up, it’s time. See the smiling footmen Four carriages in a line. Goodnight ladies Goodnight. It’s time. And the last to show his face is Death For change and transformation The beginning and the end For all it brings damnation