Serpent Saints lyrics

Artist  : Entombed 
Song : Serpent Saints



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 Money, greed and constant fear

The smell of
death is everywhere

Got you frozen in your
track

And rolling over on your back



You know me, devil inside

You know
me godless and wild

You know me, to each his
own

But they just won't leave you alone



Sons of the morning

Princes of the
world

Black angels of the herd

Part of
the system

No way we ain't

We are
serpent saints



The little bit of you
that got away



Reason lasts but for a
while

Kill like it's going out of style

And with a price upon her head

Your mother
starts to kook like bread



Sons of the
morning

Princes of the world

Black
angels of the herd

Part of the system

No way we ain't

We are serpent saints



Redeem the lost tribes

I was buried
alive

In the age of disgrace

Waiting
to be saved

With lies in the blood

You will never see the day

Rise from the
grave

You serpent saints



I'm
the bit of you that got away



With
the world at your feet

Control alternate
delete

And when it's time to thin the
herd

Make ten amendments to the word



Sons of the morning

Goddess
absurd

Black angels of the herd

Part
of the system

Hell no we ain't

We are
serpent saints

Sons of the morning

Gods of the worm

Black angels of the
herd

Part of the system

Hell no we
ain't

We are serpent saints



Living and dying

We are serpent
saints

Cheating and lying

We are
serpent saints

Killing and crying

We
are serpent saints

There's no denying

We are serpent saints