And again the sea of wasted  
wasted scent of Venus  
Venus casts down the decry  
decry tainted spice red  
red is the number of the spider  
spider's web rehearsed acidic  
acid creates the pattern  
pattern marked onto naked flesh  
and the flesh is now but grass  
tall grass that cloaks the serpent  
the serpent which births the stone  
the stone is inscribed with "law"  
but the "law" conflicts with virtue  
and virtue sheds a thousand tears  
tears upon which you trample  
and drown becoming again serpent