Scoundrel And The Squire Lyrics - Black Moon Rising - Falconer

Reaper and the hangman 

together hand in hand. 

Their hungry eyes are prowling 

across this our virgin land. 

Monger and the black sheep 

bonded in heresy. 

Ruling from shadows behind the stage 

in this sinful symphony. 

Thief and the enticer 

brothers side by side, 

panning the rivers for traces of gold 

with starry eyes so blind 

The scoundrel and the squire 

in hidden infamy 

are clad in a robe of glory's glare 

by light of false chivalry. 

Tempter and the weak man 

for whom tomorrow mourn 

are sowing the seed for the future grief 

as told in the script of the scorn. 

Master and the slave now 

choking by their own hands. 

The treasures slipping through their fingers like sand 

in their victory quite not so grand.