Archons

(Where lies the quintessence? There's no conflict whatsoever) Archons The holy angels Archons The guardian devils (It's fire cracks your visible skull Desperation flooding over you) Archons The pain sustained By fetters And stone What is the will to strive and bloom Compared to the ruthless deliberation With which the universe Grinds you to atoms No one has the right to practice anything In the name of anything else Than naught All is misery due to the ways of spirit