First recorded in June 2023. 
From the album A Number of Mirrors.

It's a song about snakes, only this time there's more of them.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

Lyrics

A commodity you sold.
For an act that's gotten old.
A mask that lays discarded in the dark.
A point made that clean missed the mark.
A fragment of a word.
Or a story you misheard.
Filled your pockets to the trim with all their mould.
Ignoring the rich fields of gold. 

(ooooooo)
I know that you don't really care.
(ooooooo)
I know my faults.
(ooooooo)
I know that you don't listen in.
I took too long to begin.
Written off.

A momentary lapse.
To behaviours of the past.
Pay the ferryman with coins that you had stole.
A pointless collector of souls.
A phoney masquerade.
A throw off to the shade.
Your tactics are excused now, on the whole.
Felt rung out and wrought by the goal.

(ooooooo)
I know that you're not really there.
(ooooooo)
It's just a jolt.
(ooooooo)
I know that rivalry's a thing.
A simple tune to sing.
From the vault.

(ooooooo)
I know there's wastelands and a king.
(ooooooo)
I know the job.
(ooooooo)
I know there's snakes and everything.
I caught a glimpse.
Only a glance.
Aside: "perchance!"
So I've no chance...
With all you Snakes.
So I'm away.

The ringing of the bell.
Won't shake you from the spell.
A payment you have pending from the dole.
A vessel to fill up with coal. 
An un-heeded warning.
Before the anger has set in.
The centre that is struggling to hold. 
A vector for lies that are old.

(ooooooo)
I know that charm can often hide.
(ooooooo)
A selfish grin.
(ooooooo)
We've all been taken for a ride.
To hell we go.
In a handcart.
We made a start.
Usual ride.
A dagger in the side.
Misses the heart.

More Snakes [2024 Remaster]

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