Sybreed

Shall I remain blind and divided?
I've tried so hard to find a way
To disable this constant plague
My death is a rebirth,
A resurrection to cure the soul
And touch perfection again
[Chorus:]
I define the schemes for a new design
Of self-perception in my mind
Recreating my flesh now purified,
An endeavour to clear the pain
I disconnect all patterns,
Disintegrate my blood and bones,
Then analyse consequences
My body is weak,
In narcosis now refine,
Clarity and suffering thus collide
Deconstruction of reality should help me to