Black is the screen that so transforms you Alchemical celluloid No matter how vast the darkness A light shines within the void Flying high Toward the Sun theres no return The wings of love shall burn Wait for you to wake in dreamland Suspend disbelief, and open up the sky Focus on the Moon, silver screen Orbiting your mind For thought creates this world Cinescreen, cube of space Align, geometric grace Sowing an esoteric grain Mechanized overload Pre program digital soul Calling you all will be explained