Blue Midnight

The incantation goes as follows:

The clock strikes twelve and you are draught

Into the night by all the ghosts

That howl in the ravines

Red lanterns shine damp righteousness

As grey monoliths make way

All classics are shot in black and white.

In the jungle stands a house they say

Built of good company and skulls

We danced at the sun gear’s funeral

And so it falls to you tonight

To haunt the city’s masked ball.