My recipe is magic and and wonders to make rain and thunder, so u look in my eyes and wounder why I'm sane but yet still have my brain, on the verge of sanity trying to keep my mentality.I then ponder the thoughts that gave me power made me feel like I'm devour the fire that burns my soul with sour thoughts and the darkness made me slower,
Trying to shower but the water turns to blood and I start to devour past that feed my super evil power, I saw u then light past throw my sight, I have hope to love again but no one sees my vain.
