A pulse depleats when the sun goes down.

My end draws near as I'm enveloped in darkness.

The goddess cries out, sends the corpse to the afterlife.

No mourning, thy soul will be reborn.

Sent to the realm of snakes

Burning fires in the distance

On the serpent's back, we ride

My beginning brings light.

Twelve hours of death, Twelve hours of life

I shall awake when the day becomes renewed

A silhouette of death greets me with his hand

And sends me on my way to my ophidian domain

Abort a vessel on a river of emptiness

A celestial biome of scales and inferno

I must brave this journey so my people can thrive once more.

My rebirth is inevitable

Pray to Gods

Pray to me

Pray to the sun

Pray for ressurection

The goddess' offer protection

Drawing weaponry

Fending off any being who interferes with my sleep

Pray to gods

Pray to me

Pray to the sun

Pray for ressurection

I awake and rise the sun

The gift of life has been foretold

Sunlight spreads upon the sand

Healing the sick and tired

Until the Serpent rides again