(Worlds might end if worlds
need end.)
justice waits with shielded wings
devil is deaf as the reaper sings
lovers wither in a blaze of joy;
fool falls prey to magician's ploy
priestess sees not what she has sown:
her child the empress fully grown
hermit crawls as he shells away
within the Tower where he shall stay
fortune's hand points toward the moon-
sun falls prey to the night too soon
Tower crumbles and drags all down
to the claws of the World with its two-heart crown,
duece card knows not which way he turns
the pattern reversed as the
Hanged Man burns.
(Worlds must end if worlds
need end, need end...)
