The father of serpents

The grave for universe

The father of serpents
Oh the Great Cosmic Corpse
You who shines upon us
With the light of times
Long gone by

We saw in your blackness
The gods – the divinity
The supreme mold
Upon which we were made

Within this mold we saw
The veins connecting to you

Through which we seek – strength
Through which we seek – knowledge

Yet all we got was poison!
Your divinity – too far

The only way to see you
Was to look way back through time!

Now we know – our primal instinct
All we do – leads to our end
Our Supreme Cosmic Mirror
In this time it's but a grave!

As above – death!
So below – death!

We lied ourselves for so long
Into existence on this earth!

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