Marking the Heart of a Serpent - Esben and the Witch

Hear my tongue, my

Heaving lungs

Expelling notes

Open throat

Sing your secrets

I’ll be your healer

Writhe that body

To the ceiling

Read my lips

I speak of bliss

Spider’s threads

Pour from my head

Uncoil

Your spiral

Slowly unravel

For me

The animal that was doomed to crawl

Now the gods are in your jaws

Faces looming behind the fangs

A gateway to more wicked lands

Suspended in air, a ladder, a spire

Trembling with a bad desire

Desperate to pierce, the hungry creature

Hissing devil speaker

Even the most subtle of beasts

Can be coaxed into a nervous sleep

To teach of fervour, to be a king

To be the master of a terrible thing

So hold my gaze, I’ll watch you climb

Taming the fiend that wants to bite

With a fluid of fire, spirit and air

I am the magnetizer!