LYRICS=
It is shaping all the patterns of the moments yet to come
You can see it curling... like a serpent in the sand,
and the serpent is behind it, but you don’t understand
It’s not what you expected. It’s not the scene you thought-
was going to come upon you, or the battle to be fought.
When it suddenly appeared, with the weapon in its hand,
you are caught in wonder, and then you are unmanned
The monsters that we fight are reflections of ourselves
Our endless adversary just appears as someone else
There’s no sudden reckoning with villains from the past
It was always you... when the moment... came at last
You are just a charmer of the snakes that dance for you
a shimmering from side to side. The mirror gives the clue
and behind each different face, the ageless cobra waits
One self powers everything and holds the worlds in place
When will you discover that your enemy is you?
Waiting there in ambush while your shadow turns the screw
and tightens up the moment, to a powerful release
in a wild burst of action, and then... something like peace.
It never goes the way that you thought that it would go
where you’re bloody but unbowed, and everyone will know
You were meant to win the day, even if you lost the war
You know that looking good... is what you came here for
It’s the final ringing victory when all is said and done
You and your conflicted mind... the memories on the run
It’s the weapon of regret and the crimes of apathy
that measure out our moments in loss and tragedy
You are just a charmer of the snakes that dance for you
a shimmering from side to side. The mirror gives the clue
and behind each different face, the ageless cobra waits
One self powers everything and holds the worlds in place
In the end, it’s time and age that bring a body low
When there’s no one left to see and nowhere left to go
But you can tell your tales to the old men in the sun,
in these your final moments of all that distance run
It’s a sad and tired vanity, of camera shots and poses
Where you take the victory lap, and then they hand you roses,
but hindsight tells a different tale of one who isn’t seen
The invisible companion who never makes the screen
Was it something else? Was it more than it seemed?
Did it happen like you thought or... was it just a dream?
Will everyone remember or will everyone forget?
anything is possible... we haven’t got there yet.
You are just a charmer of the snakes that dance for you
a shimmering from side to side. The mirror gives the clue
and behind each different face, the ageless cobra waits
One self powers everything and holds the worlds in place
One self powers everything and holds the worlds in place
