Thy Serpent Chambers Of The Starwatcher
I am the Starwatcher silver son of Moon The crow's lightened wing and earth's son too I make thunder trees and shape thine growing eyes Wither thy loved ones I am the father of time (In this blue chamber) Ye saw me storm did thee pray then... ye while son of a Worm Did thee not weep of vengeance, back then ? No, it was a feeble begging for what, who and when ? Ye could just have sat in a rock with thine skin as a momentous figure of them Fragile are thee to wait for a win Thus a bone of mine looks inside of thine eager meat with a grin hoping to gush out with joy. Slowly thee die with me inside Like serpent I am to gleam, within thee I do always dream. And slither to thine soul as it seems; Mine shade is kingdom of beings Music: Azhemin Lyrics: T. Mäensivu
