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Cold is the strand old its soil

Beneath frozen sand

The worm uncoils

Between two stones

Between two worlds

Between writhing bones

Between bodies curled

Bitter is the scent of young

Proud seething elder one

Bite the stone, bite the serpent stone

Between madness and beyond

Call ghosts of the unborn

Hatch the stone, hatch the serpent stone

Gaze held high

Leave the mark

Of fangs and despise

To newborn bark

As shall I gorge the venom

As shall you seize the blood

Strong as defiance comes

While mine is barren and stark

So suffers the slowest of us

And shares all sins of us

Spit on the stone, spit on the serpent stone

Within whole world unmade

Old viper of iron shade

Shed the skin, shed the serpent skin

Deceiveth thou my waning breath

For I have devoured the eternity

Eyes wide blind with hue of death

Knowing the lie of good from evil

So shall I sway,

So shall you crawl,

So shall we trail

The crooked paths of Seithr