...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 infinty 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