Bright like the sun
The serpent twists,
Uncertain of it’s fate in my hands.
Were each scale a soul
To whom it gave a fruit,
Then each would be a death
To those who, through faith, were mute.
From the stars this serpent came
Ablaze to Earth;
“I am all that thou can be, this I gift to thee.”
And so I kept him close, this snake of mine
The meaning of divine,
Until I flew higher,
Through the Scenes, of Orion.
Dawn of Eternity 