Three Gods in Time

And by the tables sits three divines

Three gods in time

Chanting and cheering their cheerful song

In blissful peace they dine

Drinking to eternal health

To perpetual dreams of awe

To the ceasing of the running sand

and the ceasing of the law

But all is not well in blissful land

For darkness has emerged

Within the heart of these divines

From bliss they shall be purged

Lady luck was first to fall

Her shallow dreams have gone

The die of fate, upon the table cast

Shaded by the sun

Lord of Joy, a smile sublime

Was second to succumb

To the chilling hand of sorrow

No longer known as numb

Mistress of love, beauteous and free

The last one reaped by fate

Torn out from eternal glee

Replaced by that of hate

And by the table sits three divines

Three gods in time

Wailing and mourning their mournful song

In dark distress they dine