Myself shape some words,
know they will pass unheard
It is all funny mouth-noises,
to all those aware of choices
Alone I move with my will,
not a thought that is still
My passions others bore,
no connection to the core
So myself just fly around,
shape that colourful sound
Myself learned within life,
better listen to our wife
But her they cannot see,
solid minds damned be
But we Magi do not care,
about all minds unfair
In great Universal thrill,
we found permanent chill
Only wishes to express,
population to make less
Asking consciousness,
why they do not bless
All just messing about,
taking that beaten route
But it matters not here,
not controlled by fear
They call an event tragic,
but it is just some magic
A self-defined energetic will,
quantums that cannot sit still
The rhythms we know to shake,
all our enemies we easily break
When the laws are legally bent,
and energy structure an accident
It is the all-conscious sinning,
the best way to experience winning
Picking off all motherfuckers dense
No traces, just supreme excellence
One by one their relatives cry,
when them and theirs must die
Because we knew what we saw,
scientific almighty Universal Law
So when they want to us accuse,
we know how to it flawlessly use
Then we go all natural and wild,
assuming rulership like a child
With that pleasurable shiver,
we ask for the chaos to deliver
To reinforce that mental border,
and restore all the cosmic order
“But they are just some witches!”,
screams scared demonic snitches
No this is far beyond dirty tricks,
it is understood Universal dynamics
We shape what it is that we want,
for ourselves and those who can’t
If it requires us to all the evil kill,
we find ourselves refining that skill
In a world where all is so small,
we stand tall hearing the call
Everything just makes sense,
true power of pure innocence
An energetic push is all it take,
the Universe my wish real make
It just needs to be expressed,
consciously and properly dressed
When you know your desires,
you know all that it requires
When they no longer can feel,
we laugh at headlines so real
As we move in time and space,
we maintain our wisdom’s grace
It is not some secrets sinister,
it is just the life as a magister
