Awake, O' serpent of my heart    It is time    The sun stands high    and unfaithful crowds await Thee    Redemption in their eyes    and stone at hand    The arena hungers for your venom    Let the games begin       Bring in the lions    Bring in the beasts    It is time    to confront the masses    with their fears,    a sober moment    a shred of truth    to gaze into an honest mirror    a disturbance of their sleep       Violent teeth and claws    untamed and fierce    reaches far and cut deep    into the empty eye    It is time    to let the bitter venom flow    through this embodiment    of emptiness       And the blood shall run free    like words    And the bones shall form stairs    to the future       Now, unfaithful spectator    are you satisfied?    Did you come close enough    to feel the lion's breath?    One day soon    you shall be the sacrifice    a nameless grave of the past       Protagonist    your time is now