Fiery Serpents - Deathspell Omega

I had a salowe vision

Wherein were fiery serpents and scorpions and drought

Sand in an abrasive swirling murk

Covered the crackled book of life

A testimony

From the dimension of regret

This voice comes

From the second right after the disaster

When all there is left to say

In a distressed whisper is

It is too late

The irreparable has been carved in stone

And those made accountable for it are you

Standing shivering in cold dim light

Waiting for the sentence of the Holy Dead

Like Adam and Eve at the end of time

One may argue that it was flawed

Since the beginning

That the dice were loaded

That God had it all within

That He is the Source

O heavenly Father

Pathogenic agent of contamination

Harbringer of catastrophe

Icon of the impending Fall

But what difference does it make

Altitudines Satana

The vertigo of Liberty

Tipped the scales

A shadow of horror is risen

This will not be redeemed

No matter how sincere the genuflection

And ardent the confession