Rhythmical colours rotate
So many colours rotate

Spin in lines across my vision
Twist in ways I could not imaged
Fill all my view

The beats give them life
They rise and fall
Flow with the music
Are at one with it

I am entranced
I can't move
They have me

Quiet

The bass goes quiet
Something is building
The colours know it

They calm
Regroup

Anesthetize me

Vocal drugs put me to sleep

But for tremors
The colours stop
I am still awake

The lines begin to waver
Become animated
Life builds with each rising step

The bass kicks in

I am in their power again

I could have got away