The Black King can redeem our sorry state

When hearts are cold and heaped high with hate

He only can renew the mind and heart

That the White King has felt with sorry smart

He falls down and is lifted up and given peace

That he might enter the kingdom and given the lease 

Of the mansions prepared for all who bend the knee

To the Ace of spades who rules all eternity.

The Thin White Queen has ruled that he be there

So that all will be renewed in the hearts so fair

For the Black king will have all who come to Him

Released from fear and the reaper grim.

White King do not long delay

For the door lies open for you today.

Find you way back to the land of the living love

And you will be filled with the joy of heaven above.