There was a treasure hidden in the town..
- Actually it was up on the mountain once upon a time -
And the Banished one knew exactly where.
It was unforgivable knowledge that he used to brag about.
The treasure was not his, we all came to this place
looking for it, but like with most dead ends, wives got pregnant.
Not my long-missing wife, she was busy with a plan to find a lover,
preferably a vagrant broom seller or knife-grinder.
When the first baby was born, the treasure became a myth.
When the first child died, we knew we'd never leave.
But the point is, our lives shot by a chimera
were too belittled by then. And at Christmas,
already waist-deep in damnation,
the absence of a Church, too chilling.
