[Lyric] A Vicious Reforming of Features (After the Burial)

[Verse 1]
Creator as observer, congruent systems collapsing
Mutating waveforms to become sight, sound, touch
A sick perception is now my only link to reality
Scorched, eternally blistering, yet I prevail
My merciless plan of creation entails seeing the unseen
Forge an abomination to annihilate
A cold hearted sense of compassion, devastation
Thy vicious modus operandi

[Verse 2]
Observer as creator, beguiling unstable electric forms
These tools of judgment, they thirst for unpute
Draining a carcass, devour the contaminate and filth that roams amongst us
Sterilizing our human forms

[Breakdown]
Shredding tissue, fracturing bone
Burning synapse, rewiring conscious
A brutal reforming of features
A hideous cleansing of the God
[Outro]
Purification achieved
When what's left behind is devoid of deformations

[Guitar Solo]