The sky is red,
and the landlord is dead

He woke up in dread:
cause next in his bed
was not his wife, but instead,
a grimful voice that whispered:
"Look! Here is her head -
I've cut it off in lack off bread,
'your rightfull heir', as you foresaid,
forced us to leave home - which led -
to my childrens death, as we where living in a shed.
So therfore I’ve decided",
the voice furiosly whitspread,
"to shoot you as revenge and cut you up in shreds."

After those final words the landlord rose up and fled.
But a bang! Made him stop dead!
"We all shall repay", the voice beheld.

And the sky turned red,
as the landlord was dead.