Digging into the soil The manifested madness Showing us remarkable quests May thy be those goals During our stay Between the grinding wheels of the great design Our souls crushed between the teeth Flesh reduced to rags Pierced through all possibilities And plunged into the abyss Time will be reversed Too much to suffer Lost in the depths of our pain Consciousness faded The black hole will be the last to be seen Natural laws will not apply Idiosyncrasy Not one piercing eye Not one prophetic clear view Not one prophetic clear view Over our nightly executioners This hunger For perfection Flooding our eyes A demon in disguise Look at the omnipotent one Grey, meager, and bent Ready to be cut down By scythe and fire The essence made our hearts shrivel No prayer from the west Nor from the east Could save you from your megalomania Instead of wandering in dreams, Intoxicated by chants and incense Prowling and yearning You will die Strung out in that rich embrace The real commencement of the body of god This earthly commandment This earthly commandment