Surgance starts again
A pin prick
Signs of the coming onslaught
Again I will endure

The cold rushes forth
Stabbing its way through
Snaking along all the veins of existence
Seeping into the depths

Numbness flows like a river through out
Fast moving currents overwhelming everything
Undercurrent dragging me down
Into the void of despair

White hot, blinding, seering
Comes the next stage
Sudden, all encompassing
Nothing stands in the way

The abyss creeps in
Removing everything
Strength, support, structure
As if it never was

The lightening strikes
Columns of flames ensnaring all
Overtaking the last shards
Of the frozen, desolate wastelands.