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The World SerpentI stood alone upon the highest mountainFar above me the blood red storm clouds choked the sky. I watched the light die I saw the ravens fly I wept for mankind I am the end times Once all the stars in the sky where bright Now they're dead and fading Warmth from the sun lit the fire in my heart Now I lay in the shadows hiding my eyes. Beyond the edge of the world the serpent lays, swallowing his tail in circle of creation. Out amongst the waves we hear his songs. At war with the sky Kneel at the foot of the oak Prostrate before the gates of dawn Chanting sacred lore Of knowledge unbound Those of the old blood are bound Speakers of the true ways Warriors heathen born Take your spear and pierce the sky Rain to wash seed to soil Soil to mix with blood and bone Blood and bone to feed the serpent Your body is the rock, the mountains Your breath is the mist, swirling over oceans wide The oceans are your tears, weeping for the kin less. The winds are your mournful voice telling tales so old. |