The Other Osmium

Perception is reality and the majority perceive only this swamp of mediocrity Just people floundering, clinging on to their rafts of broken imaginations They fail to see that it means nothing. Nothing at all And that it's insubstantial next to the core of thought I will not be what you want me to be And you always fear what you don't understand It's pulling me apart Over the edge of an abyss It's just a reaction The world used to be there for the taking, and then for the breaking But now it is for the making And the masses? Well, they will take what they're given So, why not give them something worthwhile for a change? Understanding is unlikely but at least they'll sing your fucking song I will not be what you want me to be And you always fear what you don't understand You cannot be what I want you to be And i always hate your idiocy It's pulling me apart Over the edge of an abyss Don't shoot the messenger Osmium The purest form Beyond the infinite Am I the leader? The prophet? The god? Labels lose all relevance Next to the target, the ultimate goal Osmium The purest form Beyond the asymptote In the fog of shadows, I seek solidity Undeniable expression Beyond infinity I try to hold on Osmium The purest form Beyond the asymptote In the fog of shadows, I seek solidity Undeniable expression Beyond infinity But these are just sigils drawn in the air Or scratchings upon the surface Of the sphere of osmium Every object is an imperfect copy of a perfect idea But still we try But still we try