Snake - Incendiary

Watching the clock until it hits

Waiting for bullshit to stick

Selling the fraud that you spit

Guilty of the crime of influence

You’re caught living a lie, seeing through evil eyes

Swindling innocent minds ready to worship the sky

You know exactly what you sell

A build in crowd for you to tell

«Hear my words and find solace from your hell»

And my enemies?

Yeah I fucking hate 'em

But I got the guts to say it, you’re spewing venom

Watching the clock 'til it hits

Waiting for bullshit to stick

Selling the fraud that you spit

Guilty of the crime of influence

You’re spewing venom