Arbor Day

Wide open falsehood
The clan destine truths
Rival till the end
In a series of duels

Pardon the drapery language I choose
Waltz in Vienna has taught me to use
Every tall room a fiction
Leather bound treasure books

Up to the ceiling
Gold spine upon spine
The guile and the treason
The faith and allegiance

Wide open falsehood
The clan destine truths
Rival till the end
In a series of duels

Pardon the drapery language I choose
The author grew fat to imagine
His lead pen careening
Gave voice to the scheming

An Aryan cabale to dethrone
The guile and the treason
The faith and allegiance
To the empire unknown

The baron and his mistress
Dine in a fine banquet hall
As rebel insurgents plot in
The attic space crawl

Wide open falsehood
The clan destine truths
Rival till the end
In a series of duels

Pardon the drapery language I choose
His small hand did strive to explain
All the rants and raves of a people enslaved
By the cant of the shrewdest capable men

The guile and the treason
The faith and allegiance
Now lie in my hand

The guile and the treason
The faith and allegiance
Now lie in my hand