"Birth Of The Omnisavior" lyrics

"Birth Of The Omnisavior"

I awaken with no memory of life
Though I feel the omniscient is inside me
Course through my veins, abduct my brain

In this catatonic state I am enlightened
Plain white, sterility surrounds me
Wooden visage of the Lord observes my being
Tubes and wires force me to be, force me to see

The Universe, inside these four walls
All of existence, trapped within my skull
Is this really life? All is pain
Infinite knowledge, driving me insane

No speech, no sound, just thoughts and sights
Deconstruct the man that I used to be, tear him limb from limb
Erase this life, I'll be born again

In this catatonic state I am enlightened
Plain white sterility surrounds me
Wooden visage of the Lord observes my being
Tubes and wires force me to be, force me to see

Speaking to me, the only voice I hear
Caresses me with its cold and static logic
I am alone, cannot express my fear
Wooden Christ speaks and I'm forced to listen

Seeping through me, the plague of Godly sin
I hear clearly the tone of his acid whisper
I am not alone, I am never alone
We become one in the birth of the Omnisavior
This birth negates me, I face immortality

Deconstruct the man that I used to be, tear him limb from limb
Erase this life I'll be born again, born again, again, again

I awaken with no memory of life
Though I feel the omniscient is inside of me
You are my veins, you are my brain


Writer(s): Brody Uttley, Adam Biggs, Jon Kunz
EP: "Temporality Unbound" (2011)
Vacuous
(Instrumental)
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