A World, Dark and Cold

Imagine yourself
Bathing in cold thoughts
No warmth, feeble mind dazed across
The maze, insulate

I'm awake at night, I'm awake at night dead
I'm asleep at day, I'm asleep at my wake

I slept through my days, and I'm asleep at
Night turns into days of misremembered
Thoughts of emptiness of form consuming
This darkness is waiting to kill me

Imagine yourself
Bathing in cold thoughts
No warmth, feeble mind dazed across
The maze, insulate