• In light I am wicked, in dark I remain
    Too eager to placate this furious stage,
    , to the dances the drummer of one
    Stumbling, fumbling stepping on gum,
    While lamp lights they crack me and darkness so shames
    My inner most demons and angelic frames.

    I tip to the edge of the startling strings
    Quickly recover but oh how it stings
    As my mind makes a jump for the pretty white light
    Shrouded in shadows and covered with spite.

    I'm sinking, it's stinking this terrible rot
    Of monochrome layers bursting to naught
    Dowsing the world in its value of gray
    As chaos consumes me and guides us the way!

    And oh it is brilliant this going insane
    This battle of epic proportions delayed,
    As the light and the darkness together as one
    Complete me as nothing and something begun.