Serpent Mage by Kryptos
The candles burn, the luminous eye calls your name
A whispered word, the shadows dance once again
The dragon moon, the sigil of night on your skin
Crystal claws, sacred fire, the spell is cast on poison wings
The witch's grail, a cosmic cage for mortal men
Feeble cries, a prelude to your dying breath
The tome of suns, magic spells and blackened cross
Fallen stars, golden orbs
Creation in his trembling hands
The serpent mage
Calling you again
Mocking you in death
Three horned wolves, desolate souls of worlds below
Capricorn, servant of fire, chaos steed
A trick of light, the twisted stare of sullen eyes
Crescent moons, the riddle is set in grains of sand
Hidden hands draw near
The acid touch of a million dying stars
Spinner of fate with cursed tongue, vision of the demon eye
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