Clouds gonna cover they sky,
When the king snake opens his eyes.
You gonna wish it was all lie.
But there ain't
No escape.....
Don't you even try.
The earth gonna tremble and moan,
When the king snake leaves his home.
Moving swift up your dry backbone.
Do you hear....
The grinding gears
And the tumbling stones?
The oceans gonna twist and roll
When the king snake leaves his hole.
Gonna shake your very soul.
You will be believe...
When you see
How I told you so.
It is written in an ancient tongue
How he would come
And swing his jaws open
To swallow the moon and the sun.
There ain't no use in crying now,
What's done is done....
Black smoke gonna fill up the air,
When the king snake leaves his lair.
It'll blind your eyes
And grey up your hair,
When you see him crawling everywhere....
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