Lyrics No Solace In Ascendance - Organectomy

Rotted mind in a pure form

Although ascended, my thoughts remain a continuum
Vacuous theories and dissipated resolutions
A languished brain ever so irrelevant

Irrelevant

Spectral constitution arranged as such to enable freedom of will
Empowered by divinity

Unfathomable depth of one's psyche
Beyond the point of self-recognition

Misery despite divinity