Dehumanization - Meshuggah

A new level reached,

Where the absence of air lets me breathe.

I’m inverted electrical impulses,

A malfunctioning death-code incomplete.

All things before me,

At first unliving glimpse undeciphered.

Its semantics rid of logic.

Nothing is all.

All is contradiction.

Grinding, churning — the sweetest ever noises

Decode me into their non-communication;

A soundtrack to my failure —

One syllable, one vowel

A stagnant flow of endings,

Un-time unbound.

Merging to form the multi-none.

A sickly dance of matter,

Malignantly benign.

Greeting the chasm —

Unbearable, sublime

Vision will blind.

Severance ties.

Median am I.

True are all lies.