All Like Serpents (Khoma)

Feel their eyes Watching, don't make a sound All like serpents Silence our voices Lights go out Carrying this white flag Your shoulders are sore Eyes turn away as they come close Here they come Feed on our hope to stay alive Way too close now Nowhere to hide, we're out of time Carrying this white flag Your shoulders are sore Eyes turn away as they approach Speak to the buried Can't hear what i hear The dead tells a tale of what to fear All painted black. Just close your eyes I'll keep your voice safe throught all Just speak to me once more