Drug of days, time malaise, shape taken enters the line
Ceremony ingest a poisonous fate know to time
Alchemy, black lotus ferment is carried afoot
Betwixt among relatives hiding a past that's a fold and aloof
Be thy eyes ancestors reign
Past attune and paravased
Serum drunk reflect and chased
Bloodline trip enters their graves
Priestess of a timeless cup,
The taker has looked through old eyes
To see why of religion's course, my brothers path goes so wide
Killers maze, the holy's rage dreaded down under its size
Spirits tread, the lives gone dead,
A risk to expose my face, my demise
Be thy eyes ancestors reign
Past attune and paravased
Serum drunk reflect and chased
Bloodline trip enters their graves
In the winds of time blowing on
Of the hourglass balteazeen
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