I transcend into the skin of the serpent from the bite of a venomous ancient Scale coated predator in wait, in wait for sweet embrace Dweller in the pits of the temple Tombs from which my ominous eyes lurk Underworld creature come forth from the catacombs Immortal reptile slithering, The ways of the serpent, twisting doom Shadows dance in primal flame You will lay crushed from our embrace Your death is the nectar I desire The serpent coils, awaiting to strike. You grow weak. The weakness evokes fear and fear evokes the serpent. Like a circling vulture I await for your weakened body to collapse Powerless vermin feeble and frail You are caught in thorns, chained to crushing death I find tranquility in patience I find serenity in enveloping the prey and solace in the kill Forever in wait of the next embrace Reincarnated ever more powerful through death The serpent dwells within, a demon who possess me No matter how much skin I shed the demon shall always remain I am the serpent. You are the vermin. When we meet again our embrace shall be your doomTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
