I wield a magic hardly felt
By Heads too cynical to see
My soul's flight - its dappled light
And stunning revelry

Insatiate of life - am I
And drunkard of the fire
Raging through the veins of creatures
Till they die - expire

When wizards who are self-elect
As opposed to those who learn
Only yield to magic flame
To maul - maim - burn

I haughty cackle shriek and laugh
For their ignorance
At my enchanted trance
Most illustrious dance