and waited an hour
while six dead deep we stood and stared.
It never used to be this way,
I used to get in right away,
but now the zombies come
and wait, and stay.

I want to tell them what they'll find
when inhibitions thaw,
that once they eat the wizard’s fruit
their eyes will see, its what I saw,

a paradise in white pill pageantry.

I cant go back, its better this way,
he’s changed my neuro-chemistry,
defied my ****** up ancestry,
  The slayer of boredom
and mediocrity mastered,

I raise a toast to my new idolatry!

to the wizard!

He who holds the key; 

my doctor of psychiatry.