Dark, black, nothing to see
Hate, cold, rushing through me
Faint lights twist within my brain
Whispering winds, which drive me insane.
Sinister scenes fade with the blackness
A heavenly glow begins to attract us
Paler at first, yet brightness inclines
Slithering upwards, like ravenous vines
Behold, the colours that leisurely glide
The minds cavernous corners in which shadows hide
They penetrate evil and wickedness found
The silence now broken with a fantastic sound
Intense potent tints consume its ambiance
So much warmth in unusual fonts
All daunting terrors have been destroyed
Leaving my mind with an oblivious void
