Internal Fulmination of the Grand Deceivers

For many a year I've longed for the will to see
Through the eyes of the gods that have
Dwelled upon this earth aeons long before me
For the path that leads to greatness and for the insight you seek
To be cleansed of this earthly woe and amongst the free

By beacons of steel I'm bound, a far altered state of mind
Wandering the dreams of knowledge great and old
Is this the evolution, the ascension you seek?
For it's long been a prison of mine, a distorted reality

Experimentation of the mind, of the body and soul
An ancient sacrificial rite to the old

Internal fulmination of the grand deceivers
To seek the ones whom bare my bitter blame
I carry this flame of hatred and seek my rightful vengeance
For the ones whom walk this mournful plain