Serpents - Anciients

The roots are deep

Poisonous core

Kings of the shadows

Speak with split tongues

Voice of the world

The mouth of infinity

Two headed serpent crown this cup

Of blood your destiny

Since dawn of time

The scales of hatred lie

Underneath your skin

Hands that feed

Will spread disease

And the world is bound

Ungodly veil

Infectious minds

Torturous Power

Will form the lines

Now bite the hand

Drink sands of divinity

The golden thrones are turning black

Silence the enemy

Since dawn of time

The scales of hatred lie

Underneath the skin

Hands that feed

Will spread disease

And the world is bound