Perception is reality and the majority perceive only this swamp of mediocrity
Just people floundering, clinging on to their rafts of broken imaginations
They fail to see that it means nothing. Nothing at all
And that it's insubstantial next to the core of thought
I will not be what you want me to be
And you always fear what you don't understand
It's pulling me apart
Over the edge of an abyss
It's just a reaction
The world used to be there for the taking, and then for the breaking
But now it is for the making
And the masses? Well, they will take what they're given
So, why not give them something worthwhile for a change?
Understanding is unlikely but at least they'll sing your f*cking song
I will not be what you want me to be
And you always fear what you don't understand
You cannot be what I want you to be
And i always hate your idiocy
It's pulling me apart
Over the edge of an abyss
Don't shoot the messenger
Osmium
The purest form
Beyond the infinite
Am I the leader? The prophet? The god?
Labels lose all relevance
Next to the target, the ultimate goal
Osmium
The purest form
Beyond the asymptote
In the fog of shadows, I seek solidity
Undeniable expression
Beyond infinity
I try to hold on
Osmium
The purest form
Beyond the asymptote
In the fog of shadows, I seek solidity
Undeniable expression
Beyond infinity
But these are just sigils drawn in the air
Or scratchings upon the surface
Of the sphere of osmium
Every object is an imperfect copy of a perfect idea
But still we try
But still we try