Serpent of the Deep

Serpent of the Deep

Breathe with the soil…
Move with the flame…
I shed the skin, I speak no name…

Down below the roots I go,
Where the silence starts to grow.
Coil of light and coil of stone,
I find the place I’ve always known.

Ho ya hey… ho ya ha…
Serpent rise and shake the dark.
Ho ya hey… ho ya ha…
Strike the fear and leave the mark.

River speaks in spiral sound,
Turns the sky and feeds the ground.
Shadow bends and time stands still,
I give my voice, I break my will.

Ho ya hey… ho ya ha…
Breathe me open, burn the scar.
Ho ya hey… ho ya ha…
Take me deeper than I are.

I am not body, I am not bone,
I am the whisper in the stone.
Call the lightning, call the rain,
Let the serpent sing my name.

Skin is gone, but I remain,
In the wind, in the flame.
I rise again, I do not sleep—
I am the serpent of the deep.

Ho ya hey…
Ho ya ha…
Serpent rise…
Ooooooh-yaaaa…