The sight and sound of me

I saw a sight that was never seen.

It looked unlookable.

I heard a sound that was never heard.

It sounded unhearable.

And, in both cases, it was the same.

They were the same.

They were one thing.

They were - they are - chaos.

And they were - are - me.

Chaos am I, chaos is me.

I am that vision, that sound...

Chaos am me, chaos is I.