bmorgiclean from Quantaundron? by Pucumber Sasssquash Family Band

Dark, dark is all man has known
Gulf, an egulfment of me
Black, trapped in the lack of light
Leaves, all a ceiling between

I am the light
Shining straight bright
Take my illuminated hand
Prepare the feast of your eyes
Prepare the feast of your, eyes
Her there, prepare the feast of your...

I can finally see, everything around me
my eyes are alive abright spewing life's realities
a hazy woods of darkness screaming
above all perceived heights
engulfed in a forest of black
light rays blast through the
black dwarfing the endlessness
with an unknown world of incoming hugeness
oh shit oh shit oh shit

I see the light
my guts are spewed in this fight
my hand it burns time like a canyon
down, the feast of your eyes
take down, the feast of your, eyes
take down, where I want to see you

I see the world, for the first time
my spirit is a new
a new found alive
the light of life beats abright
it lights up my insides

the darkness revealed
the clarity of beauty
the sights of the sounds
the blinding overblare
the view of the madness
the picture of the reflection
the look of the inflection
the catch of the passion
the shock of reaction
the pie of the eye
the pie of the eye
the piece of the pie
the piece of the pie
the pie of the eye

• Rock
• compost punk
• demented party music
• Hamilton