S.A.R.G. - Coffin for Priest

transcendental dust of my creation
endless caves of my ascension
the looking pyramid spreads nothing
Sphinx serpent swallows the desolute

in seven keys just one secret
Time Keeper Dredges the Sand
ampoule that serves as an oath
on the basis of the impartial cosmos

Flowing warm waters
the warm wind sings the old
the crosses fall and rot with time
the red sky, humanity's winter carpet

The dried chalice, wait on the altar
the bite mace the best that one does
knowledge beyond man
the serpent rises in the column

Kundalini burns in the trunk
the tree of worlds hardens as stone
the beds are empty of life
to make way for an ocean of wonders