I will take your hand and make you feast your fate

Totality targets envy, do not delay

I have called you near for glory

No need to fear

Rise above and come here

A gentle ample flow of electric glow

Is what I offer

I need you to hard-wire and nourish

For every moment you withhold

Is pending gold

 A scene taken from another’s hope

Although My enigmas remain manifest

It is a foggy realm without My perm press