Fewjar - Carmine lyrics

and a pair of gla**y eyes now ped what lies beyond its ashlar bare fields holding its arms straight up silver disc unreached crystalline grains spinning round its feet, reveal bright but sore enlightened harm for cure vision of a fallacy it's gazing at itself it's keeping it bleeding it's keeping on dripping in its delirium its fallacy

turns out to be real what it sees across the desert if shards giant steles and as steps led it to their shaft doubled shapes staring curved and ripped specular surface million distorted identities bright but sore enlightened harm for cure vision of a fallacy it's gazing at itself ... could that be what I was born as? truly?