[Lyric] Thus Spake the Tongueless Serpent (The Mist from the Mountains)

Black spirits speak in tongues

Dream away and greet the fallen ones
The ones who strangle stars and suns
Fathers in realms of whirling wreaths
In thin air death I breathe

Truthful speakers of silence
Adore under the poisonous tree
Adorn the wounds we'll breathe

Burn with me oh flameless thoughts
Into infinity of no words

Buried today, not in funerals to come
The ones who once kneeled before the throne
On all four I ate them all
Mars, Jupiter and the planet whore

Walk astray on these perilous paths
The weak ones who carry the hearts of wrath
Words of wisdom from sickening lips
Tear by tear I let the poison drip
Fools, the light will eat us all
King for a day, worm to all others
The ones who held thorns before flowers
With horns in hand I ate of the tree
Serpents, apples, I counted three