Awaken The Serpent

A bravery to explore the uncharted

While in suspicion our minds can be bordered

But have no use for a map, heart ache the enlightened

All have shared

Misinterpreted by the ones who make logical

Decency appear impossible

Worshipping a shell as a beacon of pride

The Witness will not retribute your hatred

Find reflection in the flowing river of connected trails

Dealt a different hand upon every turn, proving the outcome can never be the same

This contradiction makes a life like this possible to bear

The Witness will not retribute your hatred

Of the subtle breaks between the separated self

Mongers of tragedy who hide behind disintegrating shields

Claiming acts supported by an adored fear

By having tasted liberation my whispers have changed

Into the echoes of a shattered fist and a torn apart throat