Meads Of Asphodel Book Of Dreams
I recall the smokeless fire where the stars are born
Set within the night
I have heard the twilight whispers of the unknown god
Dragon son of dawn.
I have touched the face of magic, wormwood shadows
Enchanted abyss
I have seen the war in heaven, no f..cking heroes
'til the bitter end
Hark the gleaming red serpent entwined in imprisoned
waters
The great deceiver of men, clothed in the secrets of
creation
'tis the keeper of locusts that swarm in the bemoaning
pit
Where tragedy shall unfold before the eyes of heaven
And the dead shall be awakened and thereafter all hell
Shall spew forth her forsaken sons in one last celestial
conflict
Where darkness shall be vanquished forever.
