Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought, creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
But we dictate through creation just how, where, and when

The sound of self-severed limbs
Broken joints on cold steel links
Impossible havens harbor them
Damp floors carve swollen skin
The long-sought elusive passage keys!
Where once was a door, now stands a wall
Concrete beds prevent digging deep
Leonine threats behind bamboo stalks

And anxious Darwinians frantically self-analyze
Too ultimately aware to trust anyone or anything alive
Toxic, parasitic ideas hijack our minds
Mimetically commandeered to induce the suicide

The privacy of experience
The illusion of focus
The future is anticipated memory
The distortion of memory
The virulence of idea

Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought
Creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
But we dictate through creation just how, where, and when
Vanitas on aged pages, copper violin
Incumbent phrenology to drain you of your doubts
Don’t call my landscape a plane, you increate egoist!
You’re merely a hallucination of my own Atmas!
Volition decides the future as the authors all agree
Impatiently arranging for evolution’s recrudescence
Visual receptors are undeniably unique in a closed Cartesian Theater, body anchored to the seat

The danger, dear empiric, is that to which Narcissus
Succumbed, and still do, some
Fountainheads, automatons
To subordinate genetic interest is ultimately human!

Rampant self-awareness in your Invisible Hands means everything is fickle, subject to your shape and shade
How will you, dear eremite, program your semaphore?
Self-preservation is subject to an emotional homunculus

And anxious Darwinians frantically self-analyze
Too ultimately aware to induce the suicide

Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought, creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
Dictate them through creation tell me just how, where, and when