the black light

it was that one dark night that one black night the night i speak of is the night i saw the black light for this deep dark night this forever blackened night is the night i went to hell and back to find the black light i traveled down the road though the forrest with eyes the road without a fork just a narrow, winding road as i traveled, the night grew darker until all i saw in the forrest with eyes the forrest with deep blue eyes was this black light i speak of it was all that guided me for it was all that was leading me though the forrest of hell as the road grew narrower my time i felt growing shorter i continued on, seemed without purpose but i was called for this journey i say called to find this wicked i say this wicked black light i speak of called to make it come forth out of the shadowed forrest to where this black light iam speaking of would shine bright bright as the sunlight on a crystal clear day bright as the heavens for this eternal black light would shine bright as day inward into my soul for my soul would see the light of day