Shudder to think of a time When voices in my head Whisper me of memory I wish I could forget Cause now and again I want to see my past in flames God have mercy that’s insane
Ghosts of past are so real Hallucination trap Black snake sly coils around my neck
I inhale The smell of anguish And I breathe out The mist of malady I hear the hiss That creeps throughout my room Black snake mystic moan Turns my house in my tomb
Ghosts of past are so real Hallucination trap Black snake sly coils around my neck
Will strength and power I’ve shed my skin and healed a running sore I tore the chains and broke the nails I crucified myself too many times before
I’ve set my inner demons loose When I look back I see the truth This is purification
I left no stones unturned I thought I could erase Every trace of memory I wish I could forget Still time and again I want to see my past in flames
I burned my house down I saw it lying in debris Woke up this morning Black snake moved in on me