I know that you know pain
I know you know fatigue
On bitter days it can be such a struggle to paint the world gay
Recall that you are not a portrait
You are a pixel, unable to comprehend the scope of the image that you help comprise
This will be clear in time
If you find yourself feeling robbed of vibrance, embrace the beauty of grayscale
Purge the parts of yourself that are sick
If you find yourself feeling robbed of vibrance, embrace the beauty of grayscale
Purge the parts of yourself that are sick
And help the world do the same
When conviction begins to leave the faces of those around you
Learn to find comfort in decay
Use this blessed grey matter to prevent the earth you walk on from being drained of colour
That Goddess Iris resides within your skull
Bright sphere
A circle of life
Become my iris
Become my Iris
Insomniacs will trace what they see, and the comatose will suffer accordingly