Deadborn Initiation-Along the Serpents Trails (Part One) Lyrics

Stir me from my slumber if I am blind
Gift my hand with your sword
Shine through me, bedazzle!
Speak through me, the time is stopped and dead
The language has evolved, you are supreme
We do not beg, nor are we awaiting. We are a part of you.
Understanding!
My weary flesh is covered with the mist
It is cut, I am a vessel. There is no need to breath
My spirit is redeemed.
My body is the tool. Control!
Awareness!
The born of the new, the seeds are growing.
My blood is fertile, I accept the plague.
Our path is chosen and will not be changed.
Snow, flame, agony,
Death is just the beginning of our journey.
Initiation!
Hearken! The trampling of the hoofs
Aproaching from four sides
The toll of the funerary bell
The eulogy to mourn my flesh.
Thy will is done, I hail to thee.
Dare and torture, liquefy and coagulate.
Absolute concentration.
Stillborn! Salutation!