Pulldrone

One, apathy, pain that I am, and I am nothing
Two, disruption, there goes a great shudder within my soul
A shimmering of bells through the mist
Three, curiosity, one quick moment to crane the neck
I have always possessed the insatiable need to see what happens inside the room
Four, Assimilation, low wellspring of knowledge
A feeling of sensation, beauty overwhelming
I would dislocate my jaw to fit it all in
Five, aggrandization, the pull, yes, the pull
Send down your call to suffocation and let me in
Six, delineation, I want to know what God knows, and I will be with Him
Sent over the edge, I sigh, flush against the veil, I sing

Seven, perversion, it is no good baring false witness
They won't say it but
I am what I am, but we are not the same
It is no good speaking of fairness, the fools' errand
Eight, resentment, are these fools to be proud of
Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I came to live
Hate, hate
Nine, separation, I was an angel, though plummeting
The stars are beams shining through the wheel
I'm sure Hell is to be cold
Ten, degradation, nature chews on me
Eleven, Annihilation, there's a part of me
Such is the consequence of the great audience
I will claw my way back to the great dark
And we will not speak of this place again
Twelve, desolation, there in lies sacred geometry of onanism
An ouroboros of punishment
I am what I was as I no longer am, for I am nothing
I-

Apathy
Disruption
Curiosity
Assimilation
Aggrandization
Delineation
Perversion
Resentment
Separation
Degradation
Annihilation
Desolation