Focus

By me - silently
Corroding - locked inside of me
You will never break through with a tried format

Everything is about to change
I bend the rules of physics
Unto channeling throught the static
I make shapes in the nothingness
I draw in black, never waver
This canvas is unending

Empty yourself out
Bleed dry the energies that be
Hit the ceiling as a line and break through
Spread out

Close your eyes and blend into the thought
Layered, weaving
Slide in and become one with the body
Channel through these lines
Channel and fly

Channeled, colliding
Everything is about to change

Make them do your will and tear the skies
Naked and seeking
Everything is about to change
Focused, circled
Channeled and strong
Close your eyes and blend into the thought
Layered, weaving

Channeled, colliding
Everything is about to change