How can thee see the Mystic Night
In its dark cover of the hour
Lo! Behold the magic it contains
Even when dawn is not afar

Night with its splendid black robes
Conceals the true image
Displays a picture more serene
More frightful and ghostly with rage

Night, a feared hyperbole
Travels across mystic skies
Converts ropes to poisonous serpents
To panthers from stray felines

Great are the powers
Of this powerful wizard
With a trusted accomplice
A visionary, the Sole Man!!