"Governed by the wheel of life, where years go by like ephemeral seconds in a spiral that connects life with d**h. What would happen if, by whim of the universe, d**h and life are based on a hypothetical temporal paradox where life and d**h are merged together with millions of universal stimuli where just for once, the moment of life and d**h would lead to the same being...?"
Dormant in his golden throne
Awaits me dreaming on the beyond
Walking on the wind, orders to the stars
Prevails over the light, lives on the flame
Even the divine will succumb to the desire
Thousands of gods like slaves incline for you
You're being adored by ephemeral human lives
Feathered snake, life and d**h emanate from you
Millions of servants in the whole world
Magnificence of a true god
Wrapped by funeral shade
Crowned with the pestilence of the divine d**h
Dominant and proud, his d**h essence ends up prevailing
You, who dwells forever and since the first dawn
Feathered snake, life and d**h emanate from you
Millions of servants in the whole world
Magnificence of a true god
Wrapped by funeral shade
Crowned with the pestilence of the divine d**h