he acquired thousand names
each sequential dictated by fear
thousand times he burnt on stake

to arise from the ashes
stronger then ever before


the Beast
everyone wanted to kill him
he wasn't human

his throne
surrounded by stony ring of time
rolled in by the flames

from the heart of
Mother Earth
serpents guarded gates of his kingdom

to fulfill the curse
the tree of life
was it's heart

ravens
every of his thoughts
whereas thoughts were confined

like birds in a cage
in a helmet which
couldn't be removed

being born in it

(I will make their hearts hard

so they will never know the real name
let free volition be a blessing for those,
who will acquire the Knowledge

I will make them keepers of all keys.)

cursed let be those,

for whom they are weakness
stones in their eyes
are bigger then Mother Earth

and from their lips
runs a sea of blood