In My Land I Was a Snake - Hideous Divinity

A last look at the field of the dead

The last glance of deceit

Sand whipe the white skin

Now I feel her choking me and bring me back to life

Sertao, no living man shall see me mourn and weep

A distant god says I’m his will, scorching heat of my land

A place for my mind, such a drought for my soul

Life is a dream, I stare at the sea, dreams of Dahomey

I search for the land where snow grows, mother can you hear

Barefoot and blistered white king of the Dahomey

Dahomey, the king of Dahomey

Searching, yearning for something more

Something else than bones and flies

This is my fault

A kingdom kneeling on its chains

A drought for my soul

Your eyes glint as you’re threatening my life

But have you ever seen true death?

In my morbid boundless thirst

You sill stare at the void into my eyes

No life, no dreams, no past, no name

White demon will reign with rage

It’s time for a mute deception

In my land I was a snake

Dahomey, kneel before the ouster rage of Dahomey

If you hide underground

The earth will speak

I command the ants who are no longer dreaming of sand

You’ll see

Earth snakes and stands in awe for I command

Sand whips white skin of demons

I feel her choking me and

Sand whips white skin of demons

And bringing back to life white skinned, sand demons

I feel her choking me and

Sand whips white skin of demons still alive

Dead kings will come to depose you

Then I will go and sleep

So, now

Wall up the doors to the women’s quarter

As they mourn