Mr. Zombie

 
grandstanding in fandom I rise to greet you
seeing the magic you twist
it blows like smoke in the fog
 
shadows dance and people writhe
in the stellar acid rain
rainbows flicker mushroom smiles
ingesting honesty it's righteous
 
bespelled by the music I dance
conjuring you from the stage
two witches meet
 
a sanitorium of metal
my cage felt I seethe
seeing the key inside you
 
your soul shimmers with darkness
suffer a witch not to live
so with the dark arts, I bless
 
lulling you into slumber
beating to your driving base
a cult of one has come
 
unclassified and misunderstood
still seen shifting among the masses
that was enough for me