When your cycling mind decides to slide
Down to reside inside your pants
When your heart's own darker parts
Creep into your feet, your hands
When you give up the fight at the sight
Of the first bright neon sign tonight
When twilight downright downplays
Wrong into right, and black into white
You've failed to feel what's true and real,
Deception steals the wheel and steers
With grip of steel until you'll kneel before
The avenging neon angel on the floor.