Текст песни Paths to Transcendence - Disconnect

I'll burn myself away, my ashes for the sea
Here I'm miserable with a penchant for agony

Another Sunday spent writhing in despair
Staring into the blank; I can no longer care

As the chapter arrived at a close, where we lay suspended, fractured beyond repair
On a terminal journey to absolute nothingness, your eyes finally connected with mine
As I stared within on these final, puerile moments, I noticed the same contemptuous
Spiteful glare from decades before
Death had reaffirmed your absence of life
What was I ever to expect?