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The Existential Dreadniks - I'm the King of the Witches | Early 70s Post-Psych

I'm the King of the Witches by Byron Fenris I stride down the street and my feet form a mystic formulation All the muggles step aside, I divide them with hex-eyed punctuation I ooze as I cruise and I muse about time My feet strike a beat in an uncanny rhyme I am a shaman and slink serpentine Oh, my cloak is so black, it's a fact that I leave the women raving Oh, they crow and they gglow and they know that I'm gonna leave them craving More of my score of metaphorical scree My philosophic musings and my beat poetry I am an augur with a mystical mind I howl at the moon at nighttime I howl at the sun all day If you cry foul at my incessant howling It's how I keep the wolves at bay Got to keep those puppies away I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, baby I thrum on my drum in the sum of my metaphysic rhythm Drawing down the moon with a tune like a Pink Floyd Dark Side prism In lore I explore phantasmagorical paths Through our adulterated culture like a master of maths I am a scholar and a gentrified man I call for the shadows at nighttime I banish the darkness by day My cloak is an armor of twilight To keep the evil spirits at bay Got to keep those goblins away I'm the king I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, baby I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, baby I delight in the night and despite all the once-borns' vain derision I'm a mage in a cage burning sage to expunge my grungy visions I dance and I chants and I necromance vibes I am a thrill and a chill and a will to imbibe I am a prophet, and I've stepped out of time I howl at the moon at nighttime I howl at the sun all day If you cry foul at my incessant howling It's how I keep the wolves at bay Have you seen any wolves today? I'm the king I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, baby I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, baby I'm the king of the witches, I'm the king of the witches Of the witches I'm the king, of my wand-work they do sing I got a broomstick and a hat, and a belfry full of bats Don't call me warlock, that's absurd, only WE can use that word I read the book of Taliesyn and I play tarot for the win Your wimpy readings are a pain and mine are all major arcane Look, The magician! What the heck? Dealt from the bottom of the deck Which is better which is worse to use a hex or use a curse My spells are potent, yours are wack I've got a bitchin' witch's hat I am the guy and I can scry but your broomstick can barely fly Hey! Hey! Hey! Watch out I'll get to you And your little doggie too! [laughing, sinister] Ha ha ha ha ha ha I'm the king of the witches, I'm the king of the witches I'm the king of the witches, I'm the king of the witches Disclaimer: The Existential Dreadniks are an AI "band." However, the song is created by a human USING AI as a tool, it is NOT created BY AI. Enjoy! Byron's Halloween novel The Late Edge of October is available cheap on kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DLVJB7S8 Support our stuff! Buy goodies at https://www.teepublic.com/user/simonw... Who is Byron Fenris? http://byronfenris.com Made with suno.com