You've never seen stardust
Glowing green like a spell
Whips of light arc through voids
Propelled by ambience and drum-bass

Chaos to the casual observing eye
Method only found when sought out
Rocks are sharp and people are soft
But the color and the strangeness beckons

Like perverse forbidden knowledge
It makes you grin
A book opened and spoken in Latin
Or an esoteric dead language lingering from before

Once its over, solidly solid.
But I can still see the energy it takes to smile.