The Serpent That Enslaves What Is Worshiped

I am the snake redirected

The left hand path paved with grace

I am the lifeless that sheds its skin

Swallowing myself in completion of the total self

The endless round of existence

Crushing all destiny of hope

Completion within isolation

Hell divine through six blind eyes

Blank face of the transformed

Breaching this cross you bear

The black stares down

Beholding the greatest slain

A first step out of this old age

A trial of lies once where wings soared

Sits scars of a fallen icon

Torn from this back of freedom

We all descend to the lower world

Rise Changed

Venom of rebirth to engulf all

Burial head down, Inversion of punishment

Expulsion to the sea of disloyalty

To never see again

Entwined inside

Chaos consumed

This future of undying

Rise of the uncrucified

As the serpent climbs the cross of shame

An unbound virus of agnostic rage

Tainted skin with a touch of the perverse

Cast away fron an unjust form of freedom

Transformation of the snake

A new oblivion of blasphemy

She dding the skin of what used to be

This war waged as all the horns of Jericho begin

The death of all your deities

Suspended from grace

Worship a raised profit of nothing

Filtering of the insane

Perpetual feeding of this seed of chaos

Embracing this revelation of entire dusk

Fuse this self attained consuming of worship

Milking the fated in resurrection for triumph