Tainted Reality
Twisted patterns come into view
Dancing arcs and spirals play
And all around has a kind of hue
That heralds the start of every dayI do not see
I merely behold
All that my eyes relate
The worlds simple problems of
Purest gold
And the winds... drifting winds
Of FateI'm Good
I'm Evil
I'm neither, my friend
I ride the Seas of Chaos to their
Bitter end
And walk Eternal
Throughout the space that
Holds the key
To the Human RaceI can see inside you
Know what you really mean
I can see the programmed
Society extreme
Do you know what I know
That the world you live in is
Just a dreamRecorded by Flowerpot Timemachine
Radio-Activity (1988)
Photon Microbe Collection Volume One (Compilation)