God He Sees In Mirrors (2025 Remastered)

On the throne sits the snake

Coiled and irate, self righteous, unforgiving

Lies lining the fork of his tongue, drip from his fangs

Inflicting wounds that never mend

Omnipotent God he sees in mirrors, seraphic

From atop the growing tower of our bones

Indifferently condemning all

At his whim our dismal fate

From his mouth but venomous gall

Ophidian, slithering, deceitful serpentine

Illustrious morph of man

Despot in guise of savior

Any blame he will carelessly relinquish

Like shedding his skin

Ophidian, slithering, deceitful

Through the vast of death he caused he winds, serpentine

Never again shall we suffer the hissing

The subversive malicious lies lining the fork of his tongue

Drip from his fangs

Inflicting wounds that never mend

Omnipotent God he sees in mirrors