Magnetism - Fission

The flow of electrons aboard the compass

Tweaking the needle towards hell

Where the confluent harmony turns to fuzz

By field lines of anguish that encircle the cells

The neurons and the nerves

Depression colour’s it’s canvas

Inside the thinking canals, like curves

Magnetic waves wrap it’s was

Like a sun from a distant universe

That burns down my soul

I suffer dejection’s eternal curse

At it rules the corridors of my nole

I’m a magnet to emptiness

And I can’t change the polarity

Attracting the drakness

Beyond the boundaries of modicity

As a dynamo for uncontrolled hate

Both rotator and stator

Storing the emotions in a mental crate

Swallowed by depression’s generator

I am the engine and the turbine

For atrabilious accidents

I am privation divine

Molded by an ignitable element

By stars from a violent universe

As they sleep within my soul

Pulling down an infinite curse

Into the coridors of my nole

I’m a magnet to emptiness

And I can’t change the polarity

Attracting the drakness

Beyond the boundaries of modicity

As a dynamo for uncontrolled hate

Both rotator and stator

Storing the emotions in a mental crate

Swallowed by depression’s generator