[01:39.12]Centuries in marshes, infested in the exoskeltons[01:40.32]Lies the elder wyrm, watching and awaiting the moment[01:41.40]A huge form, covered in the blackest scales[01:42.33]With claws like scimitars and fangs like spears[01:43.32]Eyes like two fullmoons[01:43.74]The Onyx Dragon will awake[01:44.34]With a single slide, in dismal waters[01:45.18]Poisoning, and deciding the fate of all[02:03.24]Ancient wisdom of the Ophis[02:03.84]Circular movements of time[02:31.59]And the fate of the world[02:32.34]That was built upon[02:32.76]Two cosmic reptiles[02:33.21]Their cyclic embrace that shields Cosmos[02:38.22]They love and hate each other[02:41.43]As mortals, hate and love themselves[02:42.21]The night that it will abandon, it's slithering domain[02:53.25]Then it will leave liquid Earth[03:08.97]Flying above to the unworldly dome[04:41.49]And with a swing of its feathered tail, and with a hiss[05:09.12]It will make the silver chords, the state of all[05:10.05]And the astral wind that blows[05:10.71]To ever-know its cosmic hate