Venom Of Heaven Poem by Sven Rhoads

I see the serpents with angel wings
Spitting lies that try to make me blind
I can hear the hiss of the same old song they sing
A pathetic attempt to control my mind

Save my soul and be the hero
Just to snatch the eyes from my head
I can feel the fire inside me
As your words fall out like lead
Savior skins and machine emotion
You are not one of my kind
I can see the venom of heaven
Through the truth that I find

I'm not to be your fool
To be used just like a tool
I will be the constant reminder
Of what you cannot control

Drip down your double face
As madness takes your mind
Prisoner to your own self
The mirrored enemy is all you find