SONS OF THE SERPENT

The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent!
The Sons of the Serpent! The 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

The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent!

The Sons of the Serpent still sing their songs
Of the Garden of Eden where they once belonged

The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent!

These keepers of the faith all wise and learned
They wield 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 raise high their knives
In 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

The Sons of the Serpent pull the strings
And control the fate of worldly things

The Sons of the Serpent! The 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!

And the Sons of the Serpent still sing their songs
Of the Garden of Eden where they once belonged

The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent!

And the Sons of the Serpent still play their pipes
And break the silence of the lonely nights

The Sons of the Serpent! The 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!

The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent!
The Sons of the Serpent! The Sons of the Serpent