Aeon of Horus - Dissipate

It has faded, relieved of function
With this decrepit capsule
Standing, gazing from afar
Shifting the light weaved into completed patterns
No need for the passage of time
No reason to reflect broken silence

Seething, writhing from the sidelines
Neglecting any valour it owes to its species
The decipherer of the coded fantasy
It needs only to avoid making its footprint
It needs not the casing for its system
The throne envelopes the crown
For now it holds the key
Without instinct to hold the reins

For nevermore should the wavelengths hold
In this cerebrum
Its aura extends
Like a greater heliosphere
Through all dimensional fields
Each atom projects the full
Accelerate across inflation
To rest in entropy

Now, escape the confines of the forces
Restraint is the casing of flesh
It realises that in order to evolve
It must release the mortal coil
It must not fear the cold
Energies vibrate through the sphere
To dissipate into the hologram

No limit no boundary
To what makes it a whole
Extends into every aspect
Across oceans of time