Hush now, gather by the flame Hear the tale without a name He walks where lanterns dare not shine With silver tongue and hands unclean A crooked halo, cracked and thin Half in shadow, half between He steals from kings, he lies to saints He bows but never bends the knee A savior wrapped in velvet sins A rogue who sets the captives free Oh the choir will never sing his praise But the poor still whisper low Raise a cup to the anti-hero Gold in his grin, but his heart beats wild Not a saint, not a zero Devil’s charm with a rebel’s smile He dances on the gallows’ edge Laughing soft while the drums roll slow Beneath the bridge, beneath the crown He trades his mercy coin for coin An axolotl grin in moonlit tide Soft-eyed beast the fates anoint Clap once, clap twice Spin the blade like loaded dice Feathered hat and sharpened wit He’ll steal your curse and profit it Raise a cup to the anti-hero Gold in his grin, but his heart beats wild Not a saint, not a zero Devil’s charm with a rebel’s smile He dances on the gallows’ edge Laughing soft while the drums roll slow When bells will toll and tales grow old They’ll speak his name in undertone For villains fall and heroes fade But rogues like him… they carve their own
