Praying with Snakes (Remix) Boondox
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[Intro:]
(Deep voice)
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night
Snakes (x20)
[Verse 1:]
In the belly of the beast a place that's miles away
In a deep Southern Town where the devil comes to pray
A choir sings with their eye's sewn shut
By a stream the children play in water flowin' with blood
The pastor stands on his pulpit while preachin' to hell
On a hilltop church with demons ringin' the bell
They toll twice for the missin' and the recently departed
In the pews the congregation sits a hundred days rotted
Suffering is all around the stench of death in the air
Nobody seems to notice or nobody seems to care
It's just an everyday life in a normal routine
People walkin' right by, but never notice the screams
A backwoods philosophy passed down through the ages
Generation of murder written down in these pages
Of a book, overlooked, and forgotten in history
A place with a secret and surrounded by mystery
[Hook:]
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night
They pray with snakes, and they've poisoned my mind
(x2)
(Deep voice)
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night
Snakes (x20)
[Verse 1:]
In the belly of the beast a place that's miles away
In a deep Southern Town where the devil comes to pray
A choir sings with their eye's sewn shut
By a stream the children play in water flowin' with blood
The pastor stands on his pulpit while preachin' to hell
On a hilltop church with demons ringin' the bell
They toll twice for the missin' and the recently departed
In the pews the congregation sits a hundred days rotted
Suffering is all around the stench of death in the air
Nobody seems to notice or nobody seems to care
It's just an everyday life in a normal routine
People walkin' right by, but never notice the screams
A backwoods philosophy passed down through the ages
Generation of murder written down in these pages
Of a book, overlooked, and forgotten in history
A place with a secret and surrounded by mystery
[Hook:]
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night
They pray with snakes, and they've poisoned my mind
(x2)
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