Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
At the dawn of time when the world began The serpent gave his gift to man And down through time we have passed this on As the secrets are told from father to son
Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
The Sons of the Serpent still sing their songs Of the Garden of Eden where they once belonged
Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
These keepers of the faith all wise and learned They weild their power as Sons of the Serpent
In the night the ancient rites are done And the force is set in motion Serpents bite - might is right Our venom is our strongest potion
Satan's horde with shield and sword Cult of the Snake weild high their knives In the dungeons deep we all keep the spirit Of the sacred serpent alive...
In the garden of good and evil where the world began The serpent shared his secret and gave a gift to man Into the ears of Adam's wife he whispered and he hissed She turned toward the future and met the serpent's kiss Seduced by dark obsessions and tempted by his tongue She ate the fruit of knowledge and so the deed was done This is the source of all we know... for what it's worth We owe our lot to Master Satan... Lord of this Earth
And the Sons of the Serpent pull the strings And control the fate of worldly things
Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
And if you listen closely you will hear The sound of the kingdom of heaven Falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling, falling down
In rebel days our soldiers wave the serpent flag: "Don't Tread On Me" Fathers first - sworn at birth To be true Sons of LIberty
Serpentine conspiracy All will feel but none can see Cobra, asp and rattlesnake Vipers all - Hail Victory!
The Sons of the Serpent still sing their songs Of the Garden of Eden where they once belonged
Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
And the Sons of the Serpent still play their pipes And break the silence of the lonely nights
Sons of the serpent! Sons of the serpent!
From the darkened ages of iron and stone To the black millenium yet unknown Heretics once called Satan's Servants Exist today as Sons of the Serpent!
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