The Lion and the Serpent

the lion and the serpent they stay under our feet on sweaty sin stages,dusty back roads, and dirty ghetto streets lion's always on the prowl seeking whom they may devour just like wicked weeds entangled in bloody barbwire the war drum's bangin out the battle beats as they ruthlessly hunt for the weak... the lion and the serpent they stay under our feet the serpents lyrical lies they sound sweeter than honey empty promises all about fast cars,clothes,woman and mountains of money promising heaven and delivering hell those dollars and diamonds turn to satanic spells bit and devoured they die in deceit... still the lion and the serpent they stay under our feet the lion and the serpent we trample even when the wicked world comes gruesome and gory and still loves to gamble fools put their lives and souls on that thin line just one more time they roll the dice and spin the wheel,living a lie and forgetting what's real through the fire and the flames through arrows of anger and pitchforks of pain drowning in acid rain or scorched in nuclear heat... we march with the truth while destroying the beast the lion and the serpent they stay under our feet