Sykeus - Within the Cult of the Serpent's Tongue

It took awhile to realise
Where the earth was heading
A head first dive
To the bottom of the white world
Against the
Fallen city of stone
Made red through blood agone
With fires and coals
They burnt their city of gold
Now a kingdom whose riches is gritstone
And yet they roam
Through tunnels below
And beneath our city alone
What is left to atone
In the centre of town they hung
All those who won't join along
But we all sing the song
Within the Cult of the Serpent's Tongue
The weak are the strong
And no one belongs
But we all sing the song
Yeah we all sing the song
Laws on scrolls determined by
Complete control
Sermonised into the world pre-dating our
Own remains
Watch it all decay
Fall the the service of one
Pray to the Serpent's Tongue
Appeasements on a plate
Coupled with wine and wait
Stand at our city's gates
In the centre of town they hung
All those who won't join along
But we all sing the song
Within the Cult of the Serpent's Tongue
The weak are the strong
And no one belongs
But we all sing the song
Yeah we all sing the song
In the centre of town they hung
All those who won't join along
But we all sing the song
Within the Cult of the Serpent's Tongue
The weak are the strong
And no one belongs
But we all sing the song
Yeah we all sing the song

Written by:
Yuri Gore

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