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Voice of the Serpent
The voice of the forsaken, cast out as a evil devil yet they are mistaken.
Reawaken, for the soul inside is creating.
Concentrating to keep the focus in my mind what I'm making.
To form the reality of the world draping, shadow unfolds like the force it had ridden.
Missing in the world because of the wishing, catching up on the way of fishing, listening, to shed light where its not been.
Cast upon this mission, collision of the words that I have been given.
Not of the wordily tongue humans have been taught, they know not what they say or what starting the thought.
It's an onslaught, breaking their own minds like internal blood clot.
It's catastrophic this world of deceit, yet the Voice of the Serpent will not be beat.
