Cold is the strand old its soil
Beneath frozen sand
The worm uncoils
Between two stones
Between two worlds
Between writhing bones
Between bodies curled
Bitter is the scent of young
Proud seething elder one
Bite the stone, bite the serpent stone
Between madness and beyond
Call ghosts of the unborn
Hatch the stone, hatch the serpent stone
Gaze held high
Leave the mark
Of fangs and despise
To newborn bark
As shall I gorge the venom
As shall you seize the blood
Strong as defiance comes
While mine is barren and stark
So suffers the slowest of us
And shares all sins of us
Spit on the stone, spit on the serpent stone
Within whole world unmade
Old viper of iron shade
Shed the skin, shed the serpent skin
Deceiveth thou my waning breath
For I have devoured the eternity
Eyes wide blind with hue of d**h
Knowing the lie of good from evil
So shall I sway,
So shall you crawl,
So shall we trail
The crooked paths of Seithr