Sensory Sentinels

I can't make sense of this, it seems like the beginning
I now am the singularly, solitary observer
The only noticer
The brimming font of thought enveloped
A most singular navigator

The chemical vessel ports here, yet further I must go
Yet further I will go

I see thee

Surrounded confounded by sensory, sensory sentinels
Madness enveloped, wielding hate
My blood is strong, the soil is pure, wielding hate

I hear me

An altered blueprint, for a devastating truth
The path to the mountain, lies at the bottom of the sea
It is a tough path indeed
My line will reach, conquering all
Burning utopia, free land
Its black and white, what’s right is right

I am conquering the sensory, sensory sentinels
My blood is pure, the soil is strong, wielding hate
Revelation harnessed, embracing wisdom

I sense at last
I sense at last
The end in me