Sapphire

My serpents yawn But never sleep You better keep Your words awake Your tedious tongue All blue and swollen I dream a sullen Sapphire Snake My self control Is wearing thin It's hunting season Against my soul Again I sin Stirring the poison A thing or two I could indulge In what you show me But here anew The lurking urge To loathe you freely What is this thing You say you feel With touching candor Who made you king Who did you kill Who cried surrender Of them I sing Of course I'll kneel And praise your splendor Wait for the spring Wait 'til I steal Your throne and thunder