The Skin Of The Serpent Lyrics - Thy Art Is Murder

Adorned, in the skin of the serpent 

Reborn, as the malevolent servant 

Adorned, in the skin of the serpent 

Reborn, as the malevolent servant 

Feast on your people 

The beast in his steeple 

The coward with the crown 

Pulls his bones from the ground 

To pick his teeth 

It never sleeps 

Modern lobotomy 

Chained to the chair 

Dribbling and unaware 

The floor is slowly sinking 

Related 

23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love 

Find Your Next Concert With Live Nation's Tour Stop 

Watch Ariana Grande Sing Her Hits On Carpool Karaoke 

Modern dichotomy 

Dystopian heir 

All hail the king of despair 

You fucking sow what he is reaping 

Feast on your people 

The beast in his steeple 

The coward with the crown 

Pulls his bones from the ground 

To pick his teeth 

It never sleeps 

Adorned, in the skin of the serpent 

Reborn, as the malevolent servant 

Adorned, in the skin of the serpent 

Reborn, as the malevolent servant 

Photos 

Paralyzed 

The snake that devours its brother 

Suicide 

The sickness of life absorbed by another 

Death is destiny 

Inescapable End 

Inescapable End