[00:02.30]From the damnable shadows of madness
[00:08.51]From the corpse-ridden hollow of Weir
[00:15.40]Comes a horrible message of gladness
[00:21.81]And a ghost-guided poem of cheer
[00:29.13]And a gloom-spouting pupil of Poe
[00:35.57]Sends the pleasantest wish of the year
[00:43.54]May the ghouls of the neighbouring regions
[00:50.39]And the cursed necrophagou things
[00:57.01]Lay aside their dark habits in legions
[01:03.61]For the bliss that Brumalia brings
[01:10.40]And may Druids inum'rable bless thee
[01:17.26]As they dance on the moor's fairy-rings!
[01:24.92]So, Galba, may pleasures attend thee
[01:31.36]Through all thy bright glorious days
[01:38.41]May the world and the mighty commend thee
[01:44.97]And the cosmos resound with they praise
[01:51.16]And may all future ages be brilliant
[01:57.99]With the light of thine intellect's rays
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