On chthonian shores
Where the spirit may roam with the tide
There's a gleam from a star
Above the mother of harlot's eye

The slant and tortuous serpents
With crowns of gold and silver entwined
Caressing the seed of life
That is neither dead or alive

The tortuo

There's no rest here in this cold
Amongst the shadows, amongst these stones
There once was a time...
My memory, a vague and fading light

From here it's difficult to see
Do all of your hopes lay buried with me?
All that was once mine
Taken away by the cold hands of t

Oh great wonder in the heavens, woman clothed with the sun
Crowned by the stars above, you who move the earth below
My desires are all for thee and shall shatter the universe
Manifest yourself before me, manifest before me

Lift up you heads! Oh, ye gates! As grass refreshed by