Serpents In Camouflage

I saw a vision and maybe it was true

Crystals and nine strange enemies

The third one approached me silently

His charms in a leather bag

He threw some stones and the wind turned cold

Wolves cried out to Nemesis

The old major at the table

Battle crazed armies, test-tube chemistry

Can you tell me what you think it means

Wandering aimlessly out in a storm

It was cool but a chill ran right through my soul

Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside

I never thought I would see what I've seen

I'm no fool but my eyes tell a different story

Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside

The old major's just a fable

His shimmering vision polite hostility

Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside

You're in a landscape where the crows and dogs

Invite you all to tea

Yes you and me

Now the wind has found me

I'm dressed in white but I don't know who I am

Just a child dressed for fortune and pain

Am I on the inside just looking

Tell me if you can

Somewhere further away from where I lie

And if there's danger approaching

Well maybe it's in my mind

Dreaming always of blue butterflies

As we step closer still moving

Beyond the promised land

Where's my brother that blue butterfly

We are the voice of home

Running as fast as you can

We know you're not at home

It's all part of our plan

Hey Michael I'll walk that tightrope with you

Over bridges and dead butterflies

Can you hear the wolves crying out from below

Over bridges they just flutter by

Oh they flutter

We are the voice of home

Running as fast as you can

We know you're not at home

It's all part of our plan

Unlikely faces, unlikely forms

Stretching motorways

Derelict buildings forgotten homes

His symphony's in disgrace

Constantine's steeples where jack's that play

He's covering the walls with ice

His serpents are dying in camouflage

The major is forced aside

To the old soldier's home

The wolf has changed his clothing

He's dressed in shirt and tie

He whistles some long forgotten tune

He longs for the winter

The ice in his eye, he begins

The hour of the cyclone

Fortunes return

The storms of war in the air

He grabs a child

He takes me on a journey

Over what will be

I remember that long forgotten tune

And there in the distance an ally in the wind

And we begin

Begin to fall, begin to fall

He grabs the child

Don't you know me

Don't you hold me

Your fortune's just a memory

It's carved on every dogwood tree

Don't you know me

Don't you hold me

I said your fortune's just a memory

To die on every dogwood tree

And it's you and me

Now who approaches, show yourself

Oh Serpentine

Hear the voice crying out from below

Destroy the kingdom of old Constantine

All the children of Cain's bloody line

The wolves are moving much closer

Oh Serpentine

Set to feast on your flesh and your bones

I see your major impaled left to die

To the crows and dogs you flutter by

So as you walk on that long avenue

Where the serpent died in camouflage

Can you hear the wolves crying out from below

Now the serpent's lost his camouflage

So as you live on that long avenue

Over bridges and dead butterflies

Can you hear the wolves crying out from below

In the distance they just flutter by

Serpents in camouflage

The serpent has died in camouflage

Serpents in camouflage