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Time turns like great serpent scales

Here in the darkness

And Sophia coils

As lost in deep fever dreams

And she sings such strange songs

Through the corridors of this temple

Where unknown shadows move unseen

And here I turn through a thousand coats of flesh and bone

Whilst drinking from her lips

Staring entranced into moving vacant eyes

And sinking ever down into the moon blood sea...

Forsake me!

Those of the depths have claimed me as their own

Those that whisper and mock

In backwards blackness

Those whose secrets bleed

All sanity

Cold

And if they call I must follow

Down through these tunnels

Endlessly deep

Where flickers unholy distant light

Yet he who shall claim it shall then no longer be me

A jaw moves behind the demon mask

Poisoned tongues drawn across the scarlet fields

Forming, deforming and twisting the world

Twisting the goddess sunk in psychotic sleep

Yet there beneath the tidal waves

Of mad ophidian sights

The scales crack and wither

For a new hidden light

The whirlpool of nightmare

Shall wash the tunnels clean

Beyond sleep and waking

Alarmed shall we rise to behold reality