Maasseh Nechushtan

At the edge of the swordThe Serpent of Wisdom raises its headProudly gazing at the lightning flashThe Path upon which it must ascendOpening the Gate of DeathAnd piercing the foundationInto thought and emotionThrough the very god that was sacrificedInto severity and even into mercyBeing ever mindfulLest the abyss of knowledge devoures the ungroundedWhere one serpent's head is crushed by the watersthe other is that of wisdomready to become GodReady to cry Eheieh Asher EheiehI am what I amReturning to the eternal Night of the Gods