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

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

Understand this violent decay

Electric neurodrive to induce self-demise

Could I become God if I bleed enough?

Synthetic pulse eradicates the structure of my thought

I recompose my nerves and re-arrange cells inside

A rough, carnal unit to rise

I am falling on my knees, my soul is burning

Dysfunction of DNA creating components for an emerging spark of creation

I crush the border of my ego, and I descend into a void

I'm floating through the perfect view

Of hidden truth behind this divine veil of light

And purge the poison of delusion from my veins

I modify levels of existence

The sequence is accomplished, my mind is now rewired