Divergence

The pristine thoughts of my monomania is an unique perspective,
If you use acute discernment, it is a sense of segregation;
Curse you, in your lethargic existence!
To the hellfire I consummate your damnation!

My megalomania is innovative to the point of piety,
Venerate, soulless vermin, of demonstrable vulgarity;
I am a despot of consequence,
And the doleful excursion you plod is anything BUT worthy of my charity.

I am not exorbitant, but your corpulent guise is grotesque and ineffectual,
I shall rebuke you, forevermore, repulsive fiend;
My opus of dedication is to plague you perpetually,
Because your divergence, and mine as well, will never be freed.