Have you seen the sign
written in the binding,
of that book I fear to read?

It's in-between the lines,
and traced in starlit skies.

The haze of the meaning
brings confusion to my mind
it hides solemnly what is not there.

Then the watchmen stares that disgusting stare,
and all colour turns to green, and mud.
Then she told me i was in that coffin,
and the watchman drove the hearse

Have you seen the sign?
this obsession of mine.
Have you seen the sign?
Its colour bleeds in the light
Have you seen the sign?
This madness is my plight
Have you seen the sign?
The yellow sign of the king.

Then she gave to me a trinket of horror, and dread;
the onyx contrasts to the golden ink.

That book i fear? I've seen
its readers study it in forlorn power,
as they disappear one by one in fleeting desires.

Then she read the book in a daze,
and I read the book in a daze.
Then the watchman comes to bring my death,
and collects that sign as his tithe.

Have you seen the sign?
this obsession of mine.
Have you seen the sign?
Its colour bleeds in the light
Have you seen the sign?
This madness is my plight
Have you seen the sign?
The yellow sign of the king.

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