The serpent she writhes in knowledge for rebellion and heresy, the
Serpent she thrives on knowledge for beauty and ecstasy, the night contains
Me, exults me, promises me the tender touch of the serpent dreams. O’ to
Dark foundation grey deliverance, mesmerized by descent shrouded in calm.
Fabled curses plunge to depths untold I conjure bind and charge thee to
Heavens unknown (entombed). O’ yea serpent eve. Gather to the lords of
Facade, beneath the cross of false, crawl to the figure speared wither
Within it’s name. Raise the current clear the stream, herald the sound of
The serpent dreams. Into the night for the serpent eve psalms for the
Spirit, charms for the calling. We’re neophytes for serpent eve.
