Funeral Winds - The Old Serpent Stirs lyrics

Hear the thundering current in my veins The whirling blood of a thousand demons Legion I am legion we are Breed of the eternal black flame Deeds of destruction; our way is evil The roar of Tiamat resounds in every cell Her raging force full of wrath We breathe of her breath We join our forces to prepare for battle Fuming and raging; without fear Like the ancient Monstek vipers, merciless of fang Fierce and clothed with terror (spawn of the mighty one) The old serpent stirs... The old serpent stirs our soul Her commands are mighty and eternal The wind that carried her blood into secret places Has abated and the ancient blood is trickling From the (mysterious) dungeons of hell The old serpent stirs... And the wild; piercing cries of Tiamat Resound within the winds, that bring forth... The knowledge and might of the ancient viper The old serpent that stirs our soul