Prelude to Pain.

He got the shades on the eve of knowledge,
Black and thick and hallucinogenic.
His desires were getting out of reach.
Blacker...thicker...blacker...thicker.
GOD suddenly started making sense.
"This is right... and this is wrong" he heard.
"who said that?"

"these glasses have a voice father"
"it's your conscience my son, It shall protect you from doing wrong"
"it hurts!"
"you'll grow into them, in time"

He did. Like all of us, in time.

Now the sun was yellow, the trees were green.
Perfect?
PERFECT.

As he flew down one evening from the clear blue sky,
He crashed into a passing thought,
And broke his shades of morality.
Not fazed at first, he carried on.

Blue eyes... Pink sun.

"I CAN'T SEE! I CAN'T SEE!"
His thoughts were in chaos.
Not bound and controlled by those shades anymore,
The animal was free.

He sought and sought till he fell asleep,
tired, as he was.
His dreams were wild, wild and free,
there was no limit to what he saw.

He woke with a new found feeling,
alien... but not alien enough.
The perfect masterpiece now seemed aquirable,
His ally should know, so he went in search...

Black eyes... the crave for immortality.
"I want to live forever"

"Let me help you, my friend... Bathe in the music of The Wolf, till then.
Mozart shall show us the way..."