There is a stone someday you may find.
Red as blood, a rare thing is the Opal of Fire.
Don’t be fooled by this beauty.
For a single breath or just a warm touch.
Is enough to wake what lies inside.
Hear me whisper this secret inside your mind,
The reason why this gem has such a shade
It’s only because many times has it been
Bathed in the sweet blood of innocents.
Right before you will stand the djinn.
“Your wishes” he says “will be satisfied”.
“So give in, tell me your secret desire”.
Go on, take a risk… And make a wish.
Devouring all hope in your heart.
He is the Wishmaster, he is despa