The Grave For Universe

The Father Of Serpents

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Oh the Great Cosmic Corpse
You who shines upon us
With the light of times
Long gone by

We saw in your blackness
The gods – the divinity
The supreme mold
Upon which we were made

Within this mold we saw
The veins connecting to you

Through which we seek – strength
Through which we seek – knowledge

Yet all we got was poison!
Your divinity – too far

The only way to see you
Was to look way back through time!

Now we know – our primal instinct
All we do – leads to our end
Our Supreme Cosmic Mirror
In this time it's but a grave!

As above – death!
So below – death!

We lied ourselves for so long
Into existence on this earth!