Freeze my mind above my soul

Freeze my mind above my soul
Create a flame that will continue to grow.
For I have once felt your ways
of creating the ones set at bay .
Grease the backbone of the rat
Your number is now intact.

For I am once what I’ve become
the creation is far to numb
to will my mind all by itself
and  free the realm of the knitted and matted
what you can see on the inside.
she is the key for whom can barely see
the wealth that lies only inside of our minds
is the cold reality.
Reasoning hasn’t a chance
when you’re up against the treason of cram.
Greet all that come into the miles
all with files of pure crocodiles.
You cannot bare but yet you still remain
of one you cannot feel.
Your brain is clear all is dry.
No one is here to watch you fly by
in a field of clouds or a soft moonrise.
the light stays outspoken
and your wings are high.
In the last moment of the flowering bay
the fish are alive but crows are away.
the meaning of all is not what you see
the life of an ant is not all it’s meant to be.
Now  go away trying to see life is not here
but its right next to thee.
Red is a color from many different worlds
for once it has slain the one you are foul
Great numbers are I
for I can not see about the ones
that draw closer to thee.
All in one setting
it happens at once
your flying dreams are now
no longer in touch.