The Fate of Fortunato
Damnable darkness oh yes, yes indeed.
In the wall the shadows rise and tremble.
My arms are chained, my feet held fast to bleed,
Caught in this trap I watched him assemble
Betrayed I was, at some perceive'ed slight.
We walked in crypts, lured by the taste of wine,
But taste of wine has long escaped my sight.
Good wine be damned, 'tis now for air I pine.
The chuck'ling of skulls echoes in my ears,
Their whispers rattle the chains on the wall.
The gath'ring dark no longer holds my fear,
I laugh with corpses, jesters one and all.
Here, this dark night my story comes to end
Here, this night I'll find you Montresor, "my friend".