Banishment of the true superior self, untouched by contaminations of the species
Bringer of the true proto-signal, withstanding the limitations of the living form
Spreading like a purifying plague beyond the sands of the weak-minded
Beyond the giants who bury the truth, beyond the force fed limits
Beyond the sands of the weak-minded
Genetic weakness, leading to a hopeless, static nature
The essence of truth, thinned down in a sea of pettiness
So the signal is scattered, manifesting in ways so dim that can't be recognized
But the one shall swim through that sea and keep spreading the astral plague
Beyond the sands of the weak-minded, beyond the giants who bury the truth
Beyond the limits of human imperfection
