Mysterious spells whispered by the Wizard

spinning around

a new brand sound

The sunlight breaks through the forest

Welcoming a new day - August -

Looking in dust and rust

how to write the premise

Dewdrops drops drip drip on my skin

Pieces of grass tickling

The Wizard is chasing you

he's gonna get you he's coming through

Once you have met the Wizard

 your senses get blurred

He's coming in embracing rituals

whispering to skulls

Now comes dreams

and nightmares

fog and cloud with rain suffocating - need oxygen

Take a deep breath

what if it's not the end ?

Need to avoid the certain

What if it's not the end?

Like a voodoo or a Sioux

Needles or feathers in your heart

Never the Wizard flees your mind

Like an odd lullaby