The fantasy of technology 
Was it everything the future promised 
Everything your dreams foretold 
I am the sorcerer 
Of the 21st century 
My magic wand's 
This terminal 
In front of me 
We drift along 
Currents in the data stream 
Guided by my hand 
The magi of technology 
I am the conjurer 
Of the new reality 
I weave my spells out of 
Mathematic alchemy 
The universe 
Just lines of code 
And circuitry 
Drafted by my hand 
The architect of destiny 
Staring down from infinity 
Do you pray for blindness 
As you gaze upon the madness you see 
I am the medium 
Of the 21st century 
Channeling the ghost 
Inside the machine 
My familiar is 
This avatar you see 
Hiding in the darkest 
Shadows of technology 
I am the wizard 
Of the information age 
My incantations 
Lines of code 
On my display 
Guiding the world 
From my cybernetic realm 
Savior or harbinger of doom 
The sands of time will tell