Red Serpent Coil Songtext
von Rev 16:8

The round ran out but there′s no rest. He must start a new.
A will other than his own moves the hand. Flamefed by the leech.
Another card is drawn. The ace is first and last.
Meant to be born under the sign. But the curse bears no suit.

A parasite swims forth – bound by the chain. Red cards dealt again.
Dead man's hand up front. Man′s doom pump the veins.
I carry the cursed stream – altered forever more.

Shed humanity from the plague... From its absence – shed humanity.

The blind gods of the red serpent coil.
A mark to forever bear. A hidden tool to use.

In the end, the end is never near for yet the next is to be cast.
Infinity – a ravenous master. Its hunger never satisfied.
Slither through every cycle. The same but changing.
Unleashed the red god's command – carrying the chosen seed.


Invoke the ones who slumber within me.
Blood alchemy, nowhere else to turn, none will see the end.

You are sentenced to life eternal,
Your sentence is here to last.
This work is a work neverending.
A work never done.

The round – near its end.
Cards from a shape. Different from his plan.
An old card. Picked by an old hand.
Fueled by an ancient curse.

Card is drawn – Curse is laid – Eternity
Life eternal – Punishment – Cursed stream
- Parasite

This work is like the dark night eternal
- No hope for the sun.