Self fulfilling prophet,
master of none
would you move towards the sun
& far away from
the enticing mystical moon
where lies are told
innocent eye
gal of the night
will swoon

Oh, self fulfilling prophet,
master of none
have faith
for the morning sun
will rise
& the illusions
of the night
will disperse

Then the encompassing light
will immerse
into your life
so let there be light
let there be light