Alchemisland

Champagne from early

The gates are pearly

So much burgundy, thought Burnley were taking a free

Clean match, no penalties

Despite the bags I snatched

When it comes to sounds I’m unmatched

Like the tournament’s ignored bracket

Speech always practised, perfect accent, politic with a knack for this

Meanwhile you’re a fucking knacker with petrol-scented fists, boxing for quids

I’m mocking kings and stacking gold rings until you can’t see shit, squid ink

So high you thought I was playing Quidditch, any snitch better be golden

You know I’m holding and wearing my weight in gold

Teach you how to make gunpowder when you’re older, Judge Holden

Ask her to hold something for me on the airplane

Caught in Belem, ten years before we speak again

They lead you off and take you to the pen

I know you must have so much venom pent up

But since we spent time, I went up, Icarus

Or one of Gandalf’s stolen fireworks above the Shire

Reconvene when you’re finally released, 2043

Opposite of Turkish Delight, Midnight Express

Miss you I guess, failed to express it 

I’m a Virgo so that is my method

Cruel thought you know I eject it

Good vibe you know I infect it 

Loki how I ply the tricks, for good or ill, mischievous instinct

When I see the blood spill, I stoop to take my fill

Baldur’s Gate after dark, cleared rats from the tavern cellar

Tore a few goblins apart, near enough the game’s start

That it hasn’t got hard yet, tonight level ten’s the target

Shit everywhere, like bandits turned over a trader’s cart

Press X this quest to start, better than killing hogs XP farming

Fast in my day but slow compared to now, windows XP start up

I brought this company from a start up to a five star, call that mark up

Only right trees I bark up, on nice trees I spark it, they bite me

Like protective hounds, Kimahri

My converse red as a waxed Ferrari 

Harold conquered Saxon England, whole north got harried.