Lyrics The Serpentine Scrolls/ Descent to Arawn - Morgion

The Serpentine Scrolls/ Descent to Arawn

Four winds of emerald lands, come and meet my fellowship
Journey afar, rest among my flock and shelter the serpent’s egg
Among the shores I gather netherlands, seek unto the marble waters flow
Drink your fill from ancient dynasties, and scribe on the serpent’s scales
Bring before me, my forbidden lore
Writhe in its glories delight
Wellspring --- under the mortor and clay
Forever --- we of forked tongue
Embellish this mask of undesired will, caressing unto your sullen ways
Hallowed are the eyes of the blind, adorn my forsaken standard
Bring before me, my forbidden love
Writhe in its glories delight
Hold the light, so that I might see
Partake in my sacred ways
Now pull the shade from my eyes, and see me for what I really am
I forever walk, asleep in servitude
In ancient dreams, the Canticle’s Tales… for we shall walk among
Between the Coloumns of Wisdom, I see my passage, I see my fate… sealed
I foreshadow, bearer of sacred name, who shall be the Messiah?
We follow