Life through the invisible rainbow

Not a care in the world

Always moving to an’ fro

When all the colors hoard

We come we leave

Come and meet us

All you need to do is proceed

8 of us you perceive

8 hundred shades

Is what we need

Try to kill us

We can’t die

One thousand miles up

Way WAY up high

We are the invisible colors

No way to perceive

No way to die

We are tortured

Way up here

We live in the sun

We don’t know why

We are in the sky

Always burning

Forever may we cry

For one last word

We say to you

If you come to see us

You won’t

Strange, I was really going for something happy.

Read…happy puppy and the slaughterhouse.