House of Orchids

Scarlet moonlight's shining
 Through the old house's stained glass
 Blueblood's waltzing
 As the worker's bones gather dust
 Wearing a red mask
 Hero stepped inside
 Of a chamber lush
 Crammed with royal pride
 Seven rooms aligned
 Each of its own kind
 From the last one, black
 A clock midnight struck
 Clock's overwhelming sound burst through the hallway
 Stunned ensemble for a second stopped to play, still deafened by its roar
 Seth was approached by an odd-looking stranger
 Wolf-masked he warned him of a looming danger
 And led the way to talk behind closed doors
 Foreign in this house of laughter
 Seth was following the man
 By the pitch-black chamber's entry
 Into Edgar Poe he ran
 This acquaintance raised some questions
 But there was no time to waste
 Tormented by his stark impatience
 Stranger shut the door in haste
 "So, you've got the letter, surely?"
 And Seth answered with a nod
 "For your life we're afraid truly
 To kill you lord-regent plots
 Power-hungry mind of his
 Has set up a wicked scheme
 What would truly bring him bliss
 Is the monarch's final scream
 Your death would give an impulse to the feud
 Of Raven Cult and monarch guarded by our will
 So, if I were you I certainly would
 Lay low in Blackwood, outside of Lonehill
 We are short of time
 Make your way out"
 "Omnes una manet nox"
 Cultist said to him
 But Seth didn't know what it should mean
 "You're not Sir Warren aren't you?"
 Were last words of his
 Right before Seth slit his throat and
 And through the open window he fled
 And when the body was found and the feast was inevitably spoiled
 And panic and fear were spread as a plague
 Poe declared: "Darkness and decay and the red death held illimitable dominion over all"