The Serpent

Mark your stones for it is the start of time
 You are the seduced puppet living in a horrid coma, a doomsday coma
 Curled up in a black box of sands
 That is just an emblem that represents an agenda
 Leading people into the crystal flood
 But it's just their own making
 Driven by the machine slavery
 You are but a credulous monarch
 Rerouted into the contagious passageway
 The beauty of the misinterpreted spectacle
 A well-covered eye, dressing the conception
 Consummating the desire of your inner discontent
 This is the undependable, unproductive state of mind
 Surrounded by the fear of omnipresent construction
 List made of rules and barefaced stories
 Drenched in heretic attempts of resistance
 I am a victim of an endless irony
 By the fall of the empyrean
 Their eyes rain blood
 Scorching them viciously
 As they speak between the lines
 And she said to me, as they speak between the eyes
 Lies and lies, upon even more, all over again
 Hammering those manipulated whispers
 Calling it, (the subliminal messages), the undeniable truth
 Please! Please! Let me have a taste of the obscured fruit
 Please! Let me sink my teeth (For it is but a survival game)
 Into and through that beautiful red (Besides, It is just a code)
 O' Father, forgive me for I have redeemed me self
 The eye has; yet again done good, and now; she asks for your leave
 Hades! She'll be coming 'round the incinerated mountain
 Hades! When she comes, there is no place to hide.
 You are but an apostle embracing the substantial manifestation of life.
 No man can besiege your mind.
 Every misstep you take,
 Ignorantly, a million others will take.
 You are free to learn from these lessons
 Made by you, through me and back to her
 Burning the shields of their cortex
 Reaping freaks and servants of time
 Despite the lies
 We learn from
 The crowds and their lord
 We'll keep evolving deep inside
 As I am god's message evolved deep within