Serpent

Potency The elements thrive in the palm of my hand Transformation alone Turning self into greater kind Through apostasy death is the lie Legitimacy an the comforts of heaven Lost in the wilderness Starving and rendered to pain The scales have been tempered Jaws full of meat You will never hear from me again I ascended to heaven With the flames of my rage in my hand To insist at a spot at the table With my father and my kin Cast out once again For the sin Left to feast on the angels wings once again