I am the poem of a hazel-eyed man
The green goblin resides in my soul
I freed the purple genie from the lamp
In my oneirism I have killed the one I loved
The boogeyman comes 2 me 4 scary ideas
My tainted mind's kissed by eldritch influences & is free now
For centuries I've worked as the shaman between the gremlin & the pooka
But I’m still d product of your dullest imagination
