Knock knock.

"What?"

'You have to say 'Who's there?"

"Who's there?"

"Interrup..."

He never got to hear the end of it.

To whom it may concern, he was a postman, or rifleman.

Not really so different than

You or I in the field,

I mean.

Enter the Albino Duke among pedestals

BIG NAME, BIG POSITION

Big Dragon made of Crystals.

I can't blame 'im, he's a charm.

We become Dark, and none shall pass

To the change of history that will bring,

Let's be honest, it ain't harvest.

It ain't haverst, it ain't haverst.

But it will come.

Madness deepest.