Interpret:

Tiamat

Album:

A Deeper Kind Of Slumber

By a pool 
Of amber water 
A sticky smell 
Of carrion kind 
Integrates with nature slowly 
Green fields i offer you 
Snowy mountains in present air 
The sunflower tongue 
On a wave comes the saturn king 
To grant the man on the beach 
Surfing on his orbital rings 
A frightened mental vortex we'll be 
A sun we seek, a sun we flee 
A scar 
Upon mother earth 
A nebular each 
The desolate one 
The desolate one 
The desolate one