Elephant - The Hypnotist of Hypercube Transcendence lyrics

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Elephant - The Hypnotist of Hypercube Transcendence lyrics

Am I an individual or just a pattern of behaviors? A frustrated observer unable to control I am this monolith - impressive and solitary Lingering without being perceived The crux is corrupted, inadequate, illusory Assumptions in the center, a point of blindness I built this model around a flaw So failure can never confront me I am a machine of heat, entropy, and friction Simplified into a drone of fear, hunger and lust A critical period of social development Being is motion and I stand still Purity is a symptom of waste and neglect Only a stylite would be so proud From atop a tall and narrow pedestal I shall be toppled by my own pretensions The fallacy of regression, cause where none exists Once I believed then was betrayed Friends are still alive and unchanged in my thoughts And I can never forget because I am alone An eye of contradiction in the core of stability Absorbed within myself, all is elusive Barriers I created, the arrogance of secrecy The altered state of memories is now my existence Calculate the imponderable for the thrill of possibilities To avoid facing the harshness of the present An instant of fulcrum and quiet privilege Becomes the slow sinking into insanity Beauty is vanity, says one embittered soul Without companions, obsessive and hateful Desperate for others, I surrounded myself with mirrors And grew to despise the sincerity of my reflection Clues, codes, and mysteries - a sea of irrelevance Ambitions pale beside the remembrance of those I loved The questioning child weaves uncertainty Because not one answer will suffice From a brave man I've become a whimpering creature Initiative to inertia through inexplicable disillusion At last in a dream I see her and I speak And she turns her back on me - she doesn't remember It is always too late and it is never too late Dying and birthing in constant flux Voices surround me to join them in life Circling and mocking like my wounds agape A palindrome while clever is still an enclosed system Emotions collide until stagnation and freezing Momentum and intent defeated by indecision It's all my fault, I could have been