I Come to You From the heart of darkness

There is a place where the undead pace where vile is ace and ace is vile where pomp and style hold court all the while Heaven passes by There is a place where slaves build machines to eat the world and Heaven passes by There is a place sworn to Lady Grace that fears and hates a woman there is a place that lost it’s way so very long ago I come to you from the land of silk and money I come to you to say “run friend it’s a trap”