The Tree and the Serpent Lyrics

A call to the Mother, mistress of the fall.
A strange taste of other visions from another world.
So, I look for my Father, I’m scared and all alone, alone.

The steam and the sulphur rising from a distant hole.
The tree and the serpent beckoning another whore.
So, I call to my Father “When will you return?”.

It’s the dawn of a future already told.
And he holds on to the answers in a void.

Fog in the distance, a tower made of stone.
The words that guide us promise of a life reborn.
So, I pray for my Brother whose face I can’t recall.

It’s the dawn of a future already told.
And he holds on to the answers in a void.

I dream of thunder, I dream of rain and snow
I grieve for Lunar, forever etched in stone.
The journey we’ve taken is a sea of death and blood.

It’s the dawn of a future already told.
And he holds on to the answers in a void.