Serpents

Sick sinister, soulless monsters Send missiles, scorch the villagers alive... But...You don't want to know... A hundred thousand coffins Each can fit more than one person, stacked along the road... But...You don't want to know... Serpents are slithering, bombs they are building... Illumination from the eye of the storm... Cowardly acts by an ignorant nation... I wonder what they plan to do about us? Oh you, you, you...you don't want to know... You...you don't want to know... Hope-nosis hypnotizes All the hopeless into worshipping their new leader... But...You don't want to know... Stocks fall, stocks slide, caused by the Manufactured economic genocide to usher in the New World Order... But...You don't want to know... Serpents are slithering, bombs they are building... Illumination from the eye of the storm... Cowardly acts by an ignorant nation... I wonder what they plan to do about us? Hold my hand, as we tear down their pyramid... Light up the sky, set the people free for the first time... Hold my hand, as we tear down their pyramid... Light up the sky, set the people free for the first time... Hold my hand, as we tear down their pyramid... Light up the sky, set the people free for the first time... Hold my hand, as we tear down their pyramid... Light up the sky, set the people free for the first time... Or (else) we...we...we...we won't survive...