Fake Snakes - A Mysterious Effect

[Intro build-up – muffled breathy growls, trippy techno noise] Slither away, Slither away... Slither away! [Verse 1 – rapid-fire gritty vocals, bouncing chugs] Step through the garden, I’m carving the margin, I’m marking the serpents that sparkle in jargon, Venom in verses, I’m nursing the toxins, Words slither slick while the meaning’s obnoxious. Asp in disguise with a python’s pride, They constrict tight till your lifeline’s tied. I shed old skins, but they mimic the shine, Fake fangs flash when they’re stealing my spine. [Verse 1 variation – faster, double bass, heavier chugs] Mamba mentality, strike with agility, Kill with soliloquy, poison in humility. Cobra composure, I coil in the clover, Lawn full of liars, but I mow the leftovers. They hiss in whispers, sweet constrictors, Twist their scripture in counterfeit fixtures. I prune dead roots when the gossip grows, Anaphylaxis to the fakes I know. [Pre-Chorus – breathy, distorted vocals] Slither away, Slither away... Slither away! [Chorus – shout-chant, bouncy rhythm, gang-style energy] Fake snakes, Shot from the can! You really wanna test who the fuck I am!? I'm the top of the food chain, You're a cheap store product, And I'm the antidote to your venomous vomit! Slither away kid, slither away, My wit is sharper than your puny fangs! Slither away, yeah, slither away, Fake snakes, no threat here, Cut the decay! [Verse 2 – rapid phrasing, syncopated bounce] Vipers in verses, I measure their strike, They spit cyanide lines but I bite back precise. Krait in the night, they creep in deceit, Inject through the beat till the blood turns sweet. Adder in chatter, they rattle and boast, But their venom’s just vapor, they vanish like ghosts. I cultivate calm where their toxins feed, Trim their deceit till the roots don’t breed. I’m toxic immune, I’ve bloomed through decay, [Verse 2 variation – double-time, brutal drumming] Their envy corrodes, I photosynthesize pain. Neurotoxic gossip, hemotoxic fame, Both paralyze truth but I move through the flame. I garden my circle, the soil’s been bled, But the roses still rise where the serpents are dead. [Pre-Chorus – muffled breathy growls] Slither away, Slither away... Slither away! [Chorus – shouted chant, faster tempo] Fake snakes, Shot from the can! You really wanna test who the fuck I am!? I'm the top of the food chain, You're a cheap store product, And I'm the antidote to your venomous vomit! Slither away kid, slither away, My wit is sharper than your puny fangs! Slither away, yeah, slither away, Fake snakes, no threat here, Cut the decay! [Bridge – heavy chug breakdown, half-time groove] Fangs in my grin, I was born to bite, Venom in my spit, I don’t care who’s right. Burn the garden, Let the roots all scream, If it bleeds or breathes, It’s part of the scheme. Trust, Dead Loyalty, Gone Patience, Nada. [Bridge variation – build-up to chaos] Now I’m king of the ruin, That’s all I’ll say, Echoes crawl through the cracks I made, Voices fade where the love decayed. No halo fits, No light breaks through, I became what I fought And I know it’s true! [Final Chorus – explosive tempo, gang chant energy] Fake snakes, Shot from the can! You really wanna test who the fuck I am!? I'm the top of the food chain, You're a cheap store product, And I'm the antidote to your venomous vomit! Slither away kid, slither away, My wit is sharper than your puny fangs! Slither away, yeah, slither away, Fake snakes, no threat here, Cut the decay! [Outro – brutal breakdown hit, final snare slam] Cut the decay! You're all decay! Cut it! [End]