At the crux of the worlds
In the Andean range
Risen up from the depths to the pinnacle
Under Amazonian rain
Face the forces of death
Batten down the graves
Feel the wash of moonglow on your eye
Chant the words, it's the dawning of an age
No earthbound sight
Serpent of Light at the summit of the gods
Lo, the sound of heathen laughter
Serpent of Light will mean something to you
As daybreak sears the wilderness
Step out of the shade
Rider of the open realms
The herald, the Champion of our Doom...
No time eye
The serpent unwinds into dizzying heights
No wind can catch her
Serpent of Light as she gazes at you