Babylon Whores - Mother Of Serpents Lyrics

Oh do not wish for a thing

'Lest the gods punish you with it all

The things you're looking for you'll never find

In this life



For all the auguries vague

Oracles drunk with a sulphur spring

Still sought the three-faced Hecate

Cursing holes

On moonless nights



For what is more

Forever or never more

Never or forevermore



Seek not the glories of the world

The fleeting beauty of things soon gone

The flowers of the meadow that spiders suck

Black as disease



Don't look for coins in the ground

Don't turn the roadside carcasses

And don't you loaf too long on a crossroads

On moonless nights



This for good kings of Argos

This for their gold and silk

Opium, honey and milk



Up on the navel of the world

Beneath the Mother of Serpents

The fear of life

Burn our future sibylline

In the fires of a Roman dream



Where do we go

Mother of serpents

I don't want to know



The night and Erebus proclaimed

And threefold Hecate of hundred names

Who minds or who revenges injured love

On moonless nights



Oh don't eat the yellow snow

And don't you never give all thy heart

Don't believe the voices of the dead

On moonless nights



This for a coin from the ground

This for what's already mine

- Never ever look behind



Our mother of the Serpents