Kiss The Snake

Kiss The Snake
This world dont need congress advice pillars of social fire
filled pews of saints kissing hands
of rank puritan love in pretty hats
and ties so concerned with worldly
goals i've sold my soul in dreams
and sifted through the fires and touched
my death and its spreading
through my eyes of blood are fixed
on me lords of all build their towers in
vain lords of war hold the world in their
palms lords of war breathe out say
their god will destroy the world all
the axis may shift to save the mortal
fools i've watched them drink the
poison and kiss the snake let them drown
in all their glory worldly sum of all who
drink the blood shall devolve once
said an old man who died to rule
this world some sit and lies of christ
i'll see them die my way