Dark shine is the rainbow in a puddle of motor oil, it's the joke from the gallows that makes the crowd forget why they showed up for a second. You can sell every one of your organs on the internet to somebody who will use em in a puppet show, or you take a break from all that and have yourself a giggle before the devil notices your absence. Joy is sandcastles, we build em knowing the ocean will take ‘em back. They ain't forever babies, they're pretty right-nows just like the people who makes ‘em. I hope you enjoy my lil funnies.