Låttexter
Genome of the secret being
Residing in the shadow-half
Hidden words of creation
Sought out by the light-bearer
Eternal whispers
Drops from the gap
An open hand into the ether
Peeling downwards in holy layers
Finding the sequence there
It opens it all
A divine phrase buried deep
In cosmic ramblings
Cyclic thought patterns
Backwards bent cold logic
Does not matter if you're tail or mouth
All serpent – chasing the end
Chasing the beginning
Blood-drawn walls, quantum songs
Ecstatic dual peaks, dead-stare distants
Animal thirst and shaman sight
War-moon and atom souls
Finding the sequence here
Opening it all
A keep drawn deep within
The chaotic lines of history
It is not a secret
Being kept from man
It is a poem dwelling
Within thousand-fold screaming choirs
Scaled down and spoken softly
The Sequence unfolds
Utilized for will and power
Kept within our hearts and songs