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