"Place Of Serpents" lyrics

"Place Of Serpents"

Behold her earthly optimization; communication with life
Entering the sea of immaterial vines
Unraveling to be an entity of one in the essence of all

The place of serpents; a gateway to eternal mind
The gift of nothing; baring sight into the one eye

He who breaches beyond her underline
Drinks the sacred nectar of the ayahuasca vine
Her digital persistence brewed without remorse
No resistance
Her intelligence, consuming me, diluting me

The place of serpents; a gateway to eternal mind
The gift of nothing; baring sight into the one eye

Growing through the pain of rebirth in the serpent plane
And she is not the same, one and all combine within her frame

As she reads my mind, decoding fragments of human kind
Leaving physical binds, curious venom is left behind

She who breaches beyond the timid void of man
Releases her merciless intelligence

The place of serpents; a gateway to eternal mind
The gift of nothing; baring sight into the one eye


Writer(s): Brody Uttley
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