[Lyric] Forked Tongues (Goat Torment)

Tunnel sights through dark matter, sights of the pale moon shining from above
Unpleasant deafening silence, adapting to the absence of noise
A shivering presentment of fever, skin in a cycle of unease
Shaking grounds underneath, insightful feelings, paralyzed by fear

Cobras rising from the bowels of the earth consuming the higher sight
Pleasures and fascinations drawn by their hissing jaws

Vulnerable to the calling, auras drag all consciousness
Intrigued, losing balance, forked tongues against willing skins
Untied, capable of freedom, the hissing peak's curiosity
Illuminance in silver, gateway to the blood-red eyes

Shifting grounds, an encraved womb
A ruby's lure, into the depths

Curseful stone, for the willing
A serpent's tail, gaze at thy dagger

Radiant callings, sealed whispers
Bitten existence, by forked tongues
Woman of harlotry, vixen, come to me!
End of day, end of all flesh
Impure woman, reveal to me!

Cobras rising from the bowels of the earth consuming the higher sight
Pleasures and fascinations drawn by the hissing jaws

Our flesh is being endarkened, our spirit's putrification
No urge to move our limbs, suspended by the anointment
Our breath is being shortened, inhaling her exhalations
Divine mother of corruption, bringer of the nocturnal light