Snakecharmer

Satelites are mirrors and a man without a home
A horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer
Silent in error and vocal in spotlights
Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet
Indulgent fluid
Oh greed oh yes
Your friendship as a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You, yes you
A father's expectations, soul soaked in spit and
Urine
And you gotta make it where
To a sanctuary that's only a fragile american
Hell
An empty dream
A selfish, horrific vision
Passed on like the deadliest of viruses
Crushinh you
So have no illusions boy
AVomit up all ideals and serve
Sleep and wake, and serve
Don't think just wake and serve
Your friendship is a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you