I am in limbo between universes between stars I am ensconced in my own light in tangible luminance stored deep inside tiny glass jars I am whirling into new orbit as I take on this luster, this shine I furl forth choices in magic spells weaving and take back what was always so rightfully mine I now hold the staff that will part the seas of my new way in this labor because, honey, there ain't no time to waste no horse no glowing, knighted savior Until this hour I was crawling but I now I start to rise as I have my final say and the northern lights spew out from behind my eyes I am through with this land of ice, land of jagged spires It is time to bust up all those submissive plans and spray the whole place with arctic fire yeah time to mark it juice it up till it licks up pain, till it burns release pent up years of unneeded conflict, of tensed up twists and turns so just you try to break me apart as I try to navigate between tectonic plates on two lands The only knight here is my own true self the situation neatly in my hot little hands
Written with the assistance of assorted empowering musical mind trips, such as New World part 2 and Polar Intertia-Vertical Ice.