Serpentine Influence
Marching onward
Another voice commands the simplest of souls
Another round, your elected sadist
Beckons forth the herd that follows
In this game of follow the manipulator
Choke down the blood
Of your fellow man
Convincing yourself it's for their own good
The ones who seek to educate
Who know not the bliss of total ignorance
So when your time comes
Put your neck out for the one who bites
And when you feel the warmth of his venom
Know you can not escape
Serpentine influence
A blanket of intolerance
Envelopes the world
When the words you speak
Are not of your own thoughts
What tale would you tell the remainder
Of the many that fought for just cause
The victor's write the history books
With no mention of survivor's guilt
Win or lose, there are no fortunate sons
With canon fodder, lambs to the slaughter
"The cycle lives to see another day
By admission of your callousness!"
Choke down the blood
Of your fellow man
Convincing yourself it's for their own good
The ones who seek to educate
Who know not the bliss of total ignorance
So when your time comes
Put your neck out for the one who bites
And when you feel the warmth of his venom
Know you can not escape
Serpentine influence
See it rot from the inside
The tomorrow promised to your children
No future leaders to be found here
Only the remains of yesterday
Another voice commands the simplest of souls
Another round, your elected sadist
Beckons forth the herd that follows
In this game of follow the manipulator
Choke down the blood
Of your fellow man
Convincing yourself it's for their own good
The ones who seek to educate
Who know not the bliss of total ignorance
So when your time comes
Put your neck out for the one who bites
And when you feel the warmth of his venom
Know you can not escape
Serpentine influence
A blanket of intolerance
Envelopes the world
When the words you speak
Are not of your own thoughts
What tale would you tell the remainder
Of the many that fought for just cause
The victor's write the history books
With no mention of survivor's guilt
Win or lose, there are no fortunate sons
With canon fodder, lambs to the slaughter
"The cycle lives to see another day
By admission of your callousness!"
Choke down the blood
Of your fellow man
Convincing yourself it's for their own good
The ones who seek to educate
Who know not the bliss of total ignorance
So when your time comes
Put your neck out for the one who bites
And when you feel the warmth of his venom
Know you can not escape
Serpentine influence
See it rot from the inside
The tomorrow promised to your children
No future leaders to be found here
Only the remains of yesterday
Credits
Writer(s): Billy Lever
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