The Skin of the Serpent lyrics
by Thy Art Is Murder
[Chorus]
Adorned, in the skin of the serpent
Reborn, as the malevolent servant
Adorned, in the skin of the serpent
Reborn, as the malevolent servant
[Post-Chorus]
Feast on your people
The beast in his steeple
The coward with the crown
Pulls the bones from the ground
To pick his teeth
It never sleeps
[Verse 1]
Modern lobotomy
Chained to the chair
Dribbling and unaware
The floor is slowly sinking
Modern dichotomy
Dystopian heir
All hail the king of despair
You f*cking sow what he's reaping
[Pre-Chorus]
Feast on your people
The beast in his steeple
The coward with the crown
Pulls the bones from the ground
To pick his teeth
It never sleeps
[Chorus]
Adorned, in the skin of the serpent
Reborn, as the malevolent servant
Adorned, in the skin of the serpent
Reborn, as the malevolent servant
[Bridge]
Paralyzed
The snake that devours its brother
Suicide
The sickness of life absorbed by another
[Breakdown]
Death is destiny
Inescapable end
Inescapable end