Bleeding into that Earth below

Consequences reap false identity

Stuck in loops of agony

Siphon out this pathetic mud

A wounded snake reappears tonight

Know it strikes with a crease in that blood

Act like you cowards tried to make things right

Make things right

Holding semi-automatic force field

Shell cracked the ground, was the image real?

Lurked in water, all they found was an eel

It was lethal, the way that God feels

Bleeding into that Earth below

Consequences reap false identity

Stuck in loops of agony

Siphon out this pathetic mud

A wounded snake reappears tonight

Know it strikes with a crease in that blood

Act like you cowards tried to make things right

Make things right

Make things right