This Spiteful Snake کے بول

Reality, this spiteful snake Rearing its ugly head Venom dripping from its grin As it tosses yet another obstacle in our way If given a thousand years to collect To process, to portray We could never encompass the voracity Of one single day Trapping us in its winding It's closing malignant cycles A tightening coil to bind us Hold us tight in unforgiving embrace Its all-engulfing jaws, infinite, boundless Biting down on the dying flesh of hope Its fiery breath levelling, dismantling Flattening, tearing down the structure of our dreams Overcome, defeated Terrified, shivering, mute Reality is terror, this truth is absolute Reality, this spiteful snake Shedding its smothering veil A shroud to asphyxiate Exterminate, eradicate