Standing on Bedlam, Burning in Bliss Lyrics

I. As Eye Burns the Conscious Leap~
Resting on the laurels of grasp, pensively melting deep
Amor Fati writhes to such nefarious deceit
Far far out there, I take no shape
The Portent holds
Creep
Essence
Practice
Belief
Transdimensional procreation
Now sleep
II. As Nigh Defies ~
Covered in dust and grit from vibrating hinterland
Heating Shadow on pines east of limbo’s whim
Where shall I preserve my vortexial spiraling kin?
Hovered and bent on knee stuffing seed to egg
Conducting chants and howls for final entropic blend
Oh, how these potions will defy
The laws of their dimensions
Amassing the grips and gears to send our brewing kin
Transmitting visions to fruition, onward from within!
And why should we prohibit such Bedlam to begin?
Expecting fall to become the hindsight of Nigh
Breathing my last breath to carrion ashen skin
And why should we prohibit such Bedlam?
Two Fingers to Forehead!
From Bedlam
To Bliss
Loving
From the Crevices they will crawl and win
Covered in dust and grit from vibrating hinterland
Heating Shadow on pines east of limbo’s limbs
Where shall I preserve my vortexial spiraling kin?
Becoming dust off edge to sanctify dimensional End
Manifesting vertigo destinies, pulsing the final win
What shall we call this new breed?
My Son, Heathen-Non!
From Bedlam
To Bliss
Embrace Madness
From the Crevices they always crawl and win!
From Bedlam
To Bliss
Vibrations
From the Crevices they always crawl and win!
My Son, Heathen-nOn
Conducting chants and howls for final entropic blend
Breathing my last breath to carrion ashen skin
And what shall we call this new breed?
My Son, Heathen-nOn!
From Bedlam
To Bliss
Loving
From the Crevices they always crawl and win!
My Son, Heathen-nOnIII. As All Bequeaths~