Chthonic Torches of Gnosis

You who are but should not be
Harbinger of death and yet a breath of new life
Fill my veins with the embers of your deadly gaze
So I may dissolve in your eyes

You who rule over the endless nightsky
Allow me to shine as one of your stars

O how I dream, how I dream of your light
To quench the thirst unspoken with the blood of saints

To know death above and below
To know death within
Within and without!