It scratches my skin from below / it itches my veins from the inside / again and again
These are the serpents that crawl through my veins / who drank my blood and envenomed my soul / a thousand mages of the great deceiver serpent / the imperfect one who still holds his tail in his jaws
Ascension / ascension / thorns grow out from scars
A pulsating hive inside my head / release the beasts in streams of blood / to build myself upon disadvantages / strengthen through own suffering
The holy spirit devoured and tainted / flames over the heads of the cursed / a new dawn of triumph is coming / an age of selfcreation / selfdestruction