Underwater dying in a gray sea

Static and white noise make a haze

Drowning like a witch under trial

Feeling Puritan's eyes piercing gaze

With magic she changes the channel

Faint images and sounds form her dream

Just as she finds her away ashore

Feeling Puritan's gaze makes her scream

Forced back to the trial by her mind

Dreams rapidly diluted into false images

The static and noise do her kind