Genius, what is genius?
Genius, what is genius, Genii, this thing, curse, gift, given
Begot of God, Satan, all things told, no reasons given
So what am I, they, you all say to play the part of a fool
Quoting from lips and tongue of mouth
From vocal chords, it must be out
Touched by the Gods, the golden voices
Mine ears are open, solemn words spoken.
So come here then and listen, learn from the bright sky
The golden orb of learning lost as it has always been
But remains unclothed in solitude, in silent abyss, memories of bliss
As you would have it, as you would see it
And know that you have known and will know again
As it was, is and will be