The midnight hour is my dearest friend
When my psilocybin mind is on the mend
The lights of imagination can never end
To the infinite mass of universe I will send

A message replying to my state of mind
Never to be part of this so called humankind
Against the forces of nature I voluntarily grind
Euphoria is not necessary to have or to find

Oh dearest dark light of everlasting might
Hammond, take me away on your flight
Let me see me out of mind and out of sight
In a revelation revealing the meaning of delight