Of Chastised Lands and Serpent Kings

Of Chastised Lands and Serpent Kings I dreamed a dream of saddened things- Of chastised lands and serpent kings- The legend of the ancient days In constant turmoil it decays The rotting flesh of human thought Which in its span Had overwrought Their dreams of youth, and And truth, And bliss- The cancer of their conscious cyst Is quietly raping our virgin souls Making monsters to men Or so it goes- The tell-tale heart of evil reigns In the veins of those So eager to gain The wisdom of a grain of sand Without the knowledge It holds in its hand- Blinded by their need to see they let the serpent be reality By chastising their will to dream Beyond the death their breathing brings- The sadness of their serpent king Is mirrored In our everything