Mystical worlds of unknown treasures,
Beautiful worlds, filled with hidden secrets,
violent colours, fighting to dominate,
Darkness overruled; light fills the sky.
Visualise the colours,
The bright Technicolor,
Surrounding us,
Destroying the dark.
The red of our blood,
the blue of a child's eye,
the green of damn grass,
the gold of the sunset.
But, only colour
Exists,
In the world,
Of the living.
For, without light,
Without meaning,
We cannot have,
The vibrant Technicolor,
And so, I simple wish,
for the beautiful,
The amazing,
And the vibrant.
And so I wish,
for the colours,
the bright colours,
and the amazing sights.
And, that, is the one reason,
That I wish I still lived,
above the darkness of Hades,
in the colourful, Technicolor.