Serpent Kingdoms of Satan

Oh great Serpent of what stands as forbidden Which things can you become yourself into? Satan! The light adversarial to the light The body of horrors of the dormant life. Inhuman catharsis, to reach greater places The flesh withers beyond logical recognition. The stench of a dirty cave transforms By becoming the most luxurious castle. Oh great Serpent of what stands as forbidden To those who live dying, you show them life. Of no time, no form, no colours, no content... The body of those awakened through silence. The colours have no colours As much as they resemble colours. Those are, for the ones who speak through, I speak not... I express, without expression. Oh great Serpent of what stands as forbidden Ultimate father of a wisdom hidden in mortality Thou are desecrator of the Demiurgence: Hail Satan! Embody us into the transformation of ageless dust.