Temple of the Winged Serpent

Truths revealed in a whispered secret desperate hopes of a child’s prayer
Willing prey for the winged serpent high priest bows to the golden chair
Dagger poised, utters incantation drains the child of life
Innocence splayed upon the altar a worthy sacrifice
“i speak no heresy pharaoh no words of blasphemy i live only to worship oh bringer of rain”
Virgins dance in a whirling circle, eunuchs heavenly voices sing
Gifts for a silent gods approval under the gaze of the golden king
Palaces of forgotten kingdoms buried under the sand
Dig your fingers into forever a miracle in your hand
“vast our desert bleeds pharaoh. with these humble offerings, the famine is over oh bringer of rain”
“faceless child your blood will bring the favor of the gods”
Rivers of fire plague from the sky they come for your children thieves in the night dream in terror run forever screaming, burning, drowning, crying, falling, bleeding, choking, dying