One reported long ago 

No one heard and laughed as though 

It twas some product of mad man's minds 

Not clear enough to cure the blind 

And in all the corners of the globe 

They'll shield their eyes from shining robes



Defying science all the laws 

The like of them not seen before 

Their gifts much worse than the three kings 

Rewriting future, changing thoughts 

And all the battles that we fought 

Are these the devil, are they four