The World, the Flesh, the Devil - In Solitude

The yonder hungers

The storms are alive and waiting

To burst and break through!

All thrones are empty

And cups are filled with fire

Nothing is true!

And the snake tangle wild

In the spine of our mother

To drag her down!

Into the vast seas unnamed

Without bottom or origin

Unfurl and unwind!

There it forms in the sky

Born long after it dies

A veil of night for the world

The flesh and the devil

Illusions like insects

That die to its might

A storm now awakes in the heart of the night

And none shall defy

None shall deny

As the serpents rise

In the night!

In veins and light years

In roots and bones and embers

A war has begun!

Horizons burning

With endless adoration

There it forms in the sky

Born long after it dies

A veil of night for the world

The flesh and the devil