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 steel, my blade is wet, so sound the Reaper's bell.
Banker, General and Judge, you all shall burn in hell .