Nujabes - Hikari (Slowed) Instrumental

Like a burning photo album,
A hostile, inseparable fog swallows the world.
A silent and brutal end to what moments ago felt so alive.
Decaying emotions floating in a muted grey void.
With nothing to hold onto, nothing to touch or feel
Everything, turned into mist.

“Existence”: Like a guidebook written in foreign tongue.
I cannot feel.
The brain, but a numb pile of fat. Blinded by that distant white noise once referred to as “consciousness”.
Existence, like a match, that moments before led a flame down it’s straight linear body.
Now, nothing but a charred smoking husk.
And no fire in the world could possibly change that.
Not from this far away.
Time, changing from solid, to liquid, to gas.

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