Manticora

There he stands, silent and proud
Doing his worst to please you, the crowd
Dressed to seduce, in living ropes
Surrounded by an aura of dreams and hopes
Vivid colours in a beautiful blur
Weird shapes to trick your minds
Twisting in and out of form
Reflecting infinite dreams
This is so much more than smoke and mirrors
Mesmerize
Hypnotize
Paralyse
Beauty will fade – wonders will fall
This magic conquers you all
Secrecy is gloomy and pure
Illusions – How can you be sure?
Authoritarian and standing tall
He commands you – one and all
Raise his hands to cast his spell