The Chill

The movement of the story is true

Every moment is another feast

Year after year is stored

And kept within these walls of skin

The electrical storm of memories

Void of all coherency

Just blind assaults within the thick and timeless fog

Though this doesn't even matter

For the day is beautiful

Frequencies radiate from the occupants of the city

And God bless

All distractions are flooding into me

Every sense is an indulgence incarnate

No, nothing will ever break apart this state

No, nothing could ever break the souls I'm tapped into

Then it changed

I felt the relentlessness

It's all over now

The painlessness

Overcome by the cold my grip is pried

I can feel it end, the painlessness

One innocent phrase flies from a distant mouth

A simple meaningless construct

A sentence, so second rate

It interacted with my mind

Like all other notions

But my clarity allowed for a fresh and awesome alien motion

Inner lightning ignited a violent fire frenzy

I parted this ocean compiled of memories

And they fell into a solid and artful sequence

Now there lies in front of me, a coloured line

In a single second

I felt the weight of all that ever was laying before me

I let the cold in, it was me

I let the cold in, the painlessness has ended