Serpent

Death Lurks Behind Every Door
Always There, Awating My Fall
Like A Serpente He Waits In Silence
For The Moment Of Full Compliance
He Yearns For My Soul
My Anxiety
Burns Inside Of Me
I Know What’s In Store
‘Cause Death Awaits Behind Every Door
Death Lurks Behind Every Face
He Lingers In Each And Every Place
His Attendance So Guile And Vile
Behind Every Deceitfull Smile
He Yearns For My Soul
I Yearn To Be Free
All That I Wish For Is To Rest In Peace
If I Could Be Strong
To Neve Rever Come To This
I Would Be The Chosen One