The black feathers of a crow
The black heart of my foe
Blackened with the sun
Charred the ground; my mission is done
All these colors hurt my eyes
These colorful, bright dyes
The daylight wastes away
As I’m taken back into space
Universal complexity ignites
A bright orange flame takes flight
In my heart, in my soul
Where no color would ever behold
My mind, it drifts
To the colorless gifts
I don’t dare open my eyes
Because of all these colorful, bright dyes
