The Serpent's Shadow


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The ring of the world Is pressing the thoughts From the beginning of times It feeds from those who do not shine Those without access To the source primordial. The feeds With the rage of giants While the eagle patiently squawks Hoping to be part of the light Ingesting the life of the weak. Ethereal shadows, forked tongued Lacking life, ever dragging down Low vibration absorbing it all Trying to darken The bringers of Light!!