Ophiuchus

Split tongue black lung
 Two-faced faked grace
 Venom welcomed
 Gold scaled bloody nails
 No hope.
 No love.
 Eyes bleached
 Trust leeched
 Rough hands
 Commands
 No love.
 No light.
 No light.
 No heart.
 Raise them condemned
 No view left through
 No heart.
 No hope.
 Love has grown for those sidewinding for control
 Vices
 Blood and tears turned to fat.
 Growing thick
 Vices
 You have been giving us sweet lies
 We accepted in our dimmed eyes
 Now we face a hunger that is without an end
 Slowly creep
 You rattle forward
 Shed your skin
 Eat the weak.
 Let your color
 Run onward
 Shed your skin
 Eat the weak.
 Love has grown//
 This we applaud
 Us pleading to a fraud
 Now we have grown a hunger that is without an end
 Slowly creep//
 Control
 Why do we heed by snakes teach?
 How can we love when snakes preach?