.Soothsayer, dream taker>Call him what you like
This wise, old mystic shuns foolishness
Mortality's in his sights
But so it goes, this itch is driving me insane
Oh how he knows to push my buttons, pull my chain
But this entrancement may be a tempest in a teapot
Rising up at the b.
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