Strike the Serpent

strike the serpent and the slaves all scatter i just cut the hellish head off of another demon of disaster who's your master? which one do you serve? do you serve a God of love or a devil of disgust? do you live in law and order or is anarchy your scene? do you hide deep in the shadows or in sunshine do you sing? strike the serpent and the slaves all scatter false prophets at the pulpit all get more enraged with anger stray dogs and lost lambs that they once owned now they leave those falsehood fields for greener pastures up above like runaways on north bound trains they follow what is real like a bright and shining star that guides them through the night they pass through lands of lies and plans... destination the divine strike the serpent and the slaves all scatter guilty ones in guillotines severing sin from hearts of hate their blood it flows into the depths and boils in a fiery lake screaming now with vengeance are those preachers of perdition confusion turns into clarity exposed is misconception the misled and misdirected now make u-turns down in vallies they climb the ladder of Gods love while demons roar and rally God knows the score and the tally He fights for us each day I strike the serpent and the slaves all scatter... because that's my fathers way anthony_beesley@yahoo.com