From the recording Zenith

Lyrics

On a foam of salt and gore, the serpent - he dreams
Of soaring and unending speed

Waves hit. The wood turns into whips in the rain
Death throes and tidal woes, remember your name

Elder wisdom turned into rage
Oh, this semblance of life is a lie

Serpentine, you were meant to fly
You've been drowned and broken, torn apart inside
Serpentine, soul caught in the seams
Your pariayan eyes will see the driftwood bleed
Serpentine

In the midst of raging waters, black powder rains
And wooden flesh is flayed, their blood fills your grain
And something turns, your kin now are slain
Now all that’s left to you is vengeance and pain

Elder wisdom turned into rage
This semblance of life is a lie

Serpentine, you were meant to fly
You've been drowned and broken, torn apart inside
Serpentine, soul caught in the seams
Your pariayan eyes will see the driftwood bleed
Serpentine