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Date published: August 15, 2005
 Ancient rites and rituals that mystify the mind
Voodoo spells and incantations, spells of every kind.
Witches stirring cauldrons, wizards casting spells
Seer Sayers saying while fortunetellers tell.
I see a world beyond our own where magic rules the land
An ancient place where ancient men make gold from simple sand
They ride on winged horses; fighting dragons to survive
And learn the ancient mysteries just to stay alive.
The ancient castles, made of rock, tower in the sky
Where kings can look upon their land from safety way up high.
Below is where the common serfs eke out their meager lives
Just living on handouts with their kids and wives.
Finally there's justice and the kingdom is destroyed
When all the peasants gather round and magic is employed.
The wisdom of the wizards has made it clear to them
If you try suppressing freedom, you'll lose yours in the end.
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