It scratches my skin from below It itches my veins from the inside Again and again These are the serpents that crawl through my veins Who drank my blood and envenomed my soul A thousand mages of the great deceiver serpent The imperfect one who still holds his tail in his jaws Ascension Ascension Thorns grow out from scars A pulsating hive inside my head Release the beasts in streams of blood To build myself upon disadvantages Strengthen through own suffering The holy spirit devoured and tainted Flames over the heads of the cursed A new dawn of triumph is coming An age of selfcreation Selfdestruction