Serpents are warriors who hunt both day and Night
So for many, only when the sun sets do they feel Alright
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Moving through the Green
Remaining Unseen
When the cool air reaches my Skin
The new adventure is about to Begin
With weapon in Hand
I travel the Land
Once my eyes pierce the Gloom
My enemies will feel their Doom
I will not Balk
As I set out to Stalk
The day has Passed
But I have not breathed my Last
So Yig help me in in the Dark
And on this world, I shall leave my Mark
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