Striving for Command Lyrics

A stench that purifies the soul
emanates from the abyss.
A piercing gaze from the netherworld.
I kneel and it burns my soul.

Never shall it be controlled
nor given a direction?
When the gates stand open
the dark splendour is perfection.

Struggling in the captivity of an inferior level.
Striving for command to dissolve a microcosm.

In ancient monuments,
in the reflections of a spiritual past,
I see the dying hope of man
slain in Yahweh's loving hands.

To escape the light's curse.
Is to withdraw from pleasures of this world
the self-inflicted redemption
obtained through chaos mediation?

In my mind, I reach for eternity.
And in my soul, I dwell among the stars.