The Serpent Sion Lyrics

Wild commotion on the streets.
They paint the rivers red.
The rivers are what oceans eat,
they feed on all the dead.

Behead the serpent Sion,
lest ye be but past.

A riot rich in violence
of vile but banded thought.

The voice in serpentine!
A venomous and ill temptation.
To a shrinking human heart
and resolve to those who defy it.

This is a breath of evil.
Fight the fire with desire,,
to be the hell itself.

Now, embrace the venom
king of flames and end
the dance to Sion's games.

Reward yourself in vault of boundless
power he possessed.
The flames engulfing you will
put it all to rest.
This era, the sins of seven
burn it to forget the only thing,
the only thing that's a regret.

The only thing that brings all down.
A being built on sacrifice
and reputation of a race.

And everything is falling down
and everyone is failing to forget,
you Sion wore the crown,
and this is what we get.
Time to put you to bed.

Sleep beneath, more than 6 feet deep,
where the hydra's and the myths are lost.

We're walking on the heads of beasts
still mentioned in the tales at least.
You are no more.