October Falls - Snakes Of The Old World

Years defiling the purity, erasing the blood-bonds
The wisdom of the few nearly vanished

Into the winds of false liberation
Fed to the mouths in perdition's lair
Only fools for the gods they are
Disguised behind the cross

The snakes of the old world

Those echoes of serpent tongue
Still spitting the distorted words A crossfire of denial and truth
Aversion against the sight

The leeches in the face of the earth
Redeemers and deceivers
Only food for the gods they are
Snakes of the falling old world

Only fools for the gods they are
Disguised behind the cross

The snakes of the old world