Hark!

You can fall down a wishing well
Balance is key when you give up change
Ugly serpent sticks out his head
Whatchu gonna say when he takes your bread

Get back back back back back back back
Get back back back back back back back
Get back back back back back back back
Get back back back
This is my fucking bread

Hark sons and daughters of Adam
For I have seen what is yet to pass
On the fourth night of the blood
The son of the serpent will rise and feast upon your light
Stars will he snuffed from the sky and the cosmos itself torn asunder
Beings born of the shadow will devour your supple children and drag you to hang by your own entrails
Up will be down left be right and reality itself raped to madness
You cannot run and you surely cannot hide

The wise man warned you of the coming war
Eyes are bleeding and your hair's on the floor
Ugly serpent sticks out his head
Whatchu gonna do when he steals your bread



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Papa
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