
The Blackness of the Dark,
And dark behind my eyes
Open a whole realm of being,
Some are even spies.
To tell the pure ones from the bad,
We purely go by vibe
The blackness makes me see what lives electric from the skies
It might just live inside
Frequencies that I hide
A fear of the unknown,
In darkness even more life thrives – fighting ever constantly to make the badness die
The power lies within the dark, more discreet than the light
When conjuring my inner being,
The shapes begin to form
I see a light develop, no sun needed anymore
A secret net of worshippers of cosmic love and peace
In darkness we can radiate;
Possess the eyes to see



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