Snakes
Spit-lickers, backstabbers,
All the smiles, all the same styles
Pre-designed opinions
Carried by minions
What a cross to bear
A victim conformed to the norm
We're the solution
We are completion
You will burn down and cease to exist
Until then we'll remain a spit in your face
You talk the talk
Opinions aside you're clueless
A pre-conceived overrated piece of shit
Step down so you don't get hurt
Conforming to the norm
Is that your purity?
There is no purity
Too ashamed to look me in the eye
The score will be set
I guess you'll eat your words again
A homicidal bastard with a smile on his lips
Everyday grows old with a promise unfulfilled
There are no solutions, there's no end to this
We'll prophesize on chaos and watch the world burn
Snakes
I never liked you and i never will
The score will be set
It's good that you're here to take your defeat
I am the sin
You are the prey
Prey on the weak