Scorpent Serpion - Witchthroat Serpent

Mutation and renewal repeating endlessly

Always different, always the same, I switch my skin

Like a great personal transformation or existential crisis

Ready to subjugate humanity with impenetrable eyes

An intense feeling of not quite belonging to your world

Like a privileged intermediary between light and darkness

I am the master of disorder, the terror of the organized world

I am the keeper of the balance between life and death

I am the perpetual renewal of nature who dies and is reborn

Where decay and death allow new germs and life

Come to me and freeze under my poisonous hook

Come to me and die upon my venomous stinger

Come to me, come to my secret place

Where I hide the mysteries of life and death

Come to me and take the divine path

To live the great experience of incarnation