The SerpentMature

I cannot help you anymore.

You sold your soul to the serpent long ago.

Your time is running out.

The evil witch has got your heart

In her hands.

 

Do you know the meaning of life?

Without love and without care?

I wish you could see the world

Through a new set of eyes.

It’s easy to see you’ve been played.

You gave into the serpent’s kiss.

Her embrace drags you nearer

To the gates of Hell!

 

Oh, the fall will end soon enough,

Break your bones,

Shatter your resolve.

Well, you’re held responsible,

Nobody’s fault,

You’re on your own.

 

I cannot help you anymore.

You sold your soul to the serpent long ago.

Your time is running out.

The evil witch has got your heart

In her hands.

 

The looking glass holds all truth,

But your eyes refuse to destroy the lies.

You’re a slave to her fake affection,

Bound by evil chains.

You ought to see you’ve been tricked.

You gave into the serpent’s kiss.

That cold heart grabs your hand

And takes you below!

 

Brace for the end.

Oh, it’s coming soon.

Only I can bring salvation.

Prepare for the heartbreak.

Oh, it will burn.

You’ve got to move on.

 

I tried to help you so many times,

Just too many times.

My sanity is slipping

From caring too much.

Well I’m here to say

You’re angel’s leaving.

Find out or figure out

The pathway home.

I hope you’ll break those chains

Some day.

Some day.

 

I cannot help you anymore.

You sold your soul to the serpent long ago.

Your time is running out.

The evil witch has got your heart

In her hands.

 

Well Hell’s a-coming,

Hell’s a-raising,

Devil’s coming down.

Well Hell’s a-raising

Hell’s a-coming

Devil wants you dead.

 

We all can see your fault.

Such a poor blind man.

You’ve been blinded by the Serpent’s love.

And that’s your downfall!

 

Love is a game best played later.

Your cars won’t carry you on.

Fold them, run away,

Never return.

You’re the fool at the end of the day,

You fucking masochist!

 

I won’t help, never!

Let the serpent whisk you away!

The witch will boil your heart.

And the Devil will shake your hand.

 

I cannot help you anymore.

You sold your soul to the serpent long ago.

Your time is running out.

The evil witch has got your heart

In her hands.

The End

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