The Grip of the Cobra

YOU CAN RUN THROUGH NAILS AND FIRE
AND HIDE IN EVERY SHADOW
BUT I TASTE YOU ON MY TOUNGE
THE GRIP OF THE COBRA IS NEAR

VULTURES SWARM THE SKY
ITS THE STENCH OF YOUR DEATH THEY STALK
SOON WE WILL INTERTWINE
THE GRIP IS OF COBRA IS NEAR

VIBRATIONS OF SOUND CONSUME ME
LEADING MY WAY TO YOU.
IT'S ANIMAL MAGNATISM
THE GRIP OF THE COBRA IS NEAR

DESTUCTION IS MY WILL
YOU WILL DRINK THE VENOM OF MY BLOOD
YOU WILL DIE BEFORE ME IN FEAR
THE GRIP OF THE COBRA IS NEAR

YOU VOICE HAS NO REASON
NO ONE WILL HEAR YOUR PLEA
YOUR SILENCED IN TORTURE
YOUR WORDS FALL ON DEAF EARS
THE GRIP OF THE COBRA IS NEAR