Reptiles speak

Between sunset and sunrise

In the last fragment of life

You can feel them crawl

You can hear men fall

Devilment, the opposite of light

The moon

The mist

The pure

The phenomenon

The pure

The servants

The coven tongues

It will crush the night sky

It will eat the light

It will speak snakes

While they dance among rapid tails

The tide soaking their graves

As the rowers keep on rowing

Fears persist

Returning hate for hate

They will crush the night sky

They will eat the light

They will speak with snakes

While they dance among rapid tails

The tide filling their graves

As the rowers keep on rowing

Fears persist

Returning hate for hate

The serpents

As they keep on rowing

With the serpents licking flames

As they keep on rowing

In carnal lust

The phenomenon is growing

From the purest carnal lust

While the rowers keep on rowing

In the sea of death

And they keep on rowing

In the last fragment of life

As they keep on rowing

Reptiles speak