Slowly morphing, minute shadows mold into large hallucinations that they make.
The emptiness swivels and swirls as it troubles to find a shape.
Hallucination now becomes a vivid reality; the colors take form and the images appear.
The mind is lost in the depths of darkness, and it takes in the blackening, Filling itself with majesty, power and glory!
It came! It went! It appeared, and it fled.. The one who guards me is here to stay!
I will not budge, I will not sway!
It is now! It is here! The power I seek is mine to take!
Grasp it, hold it in my chest.. Allow the energy to flow in.
Here it is, here i am, witness my power, stare at my heart!
It is I, it is how? It is done, as I allow!