Inside My Mind (FM) | Rackvin

writer: Rackvin performer: Rackvin "Don't keep us waiting..." In the silence, I hear my name, A whisper of doubt, in this hollow fame. What am I but a creature of the night? In my mind, I see the wrong from right. The serpent's whisper, soft and low, A voice in the dark, it starts to grow. The serpent's whisper, inside my mind, A question of what I've left behind. I rule with an iron claw, so cold, But in the quiet, my story's told. A tale of power, a tale of dread, A whisper of the life I've led. Through the chaos, through the war, I hear a voice I can't ignore. It speaks of peace, of a different way, In my heart, it starts to sway. The serpent's whisper, soft and low, A voice in the dark, it starts to grow. The serpent's whisper, inside my mind, A question of what I've left behind. What if I could shed this skin? What if I could let peace in? The whisper grows, it's in my ear, A doubt, a fear, yet also clear. The serpent's whisper, soft and low, A voice in the dark, it starts to grow. The serpent's whisper, inside my mind, A question of what I've left behind. In the silence of my reign, I hear the whisper, feel the pain. Of what I've done, of what I am, The serpent's whisper, the heart of man. So here I stand, at the edge of night, With the whisper of change, in my sight. Will I embrace this new dawn? Or remain the serpent, forever drawn?