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CRAWLING SNAKES

Sand hot as the burning sun
You can feel them crawling at your feet
Just try to avoid their staggering poison
This dead end’s not so sweet

Crawling snakes
Crawling snakes

I can hear your heartbeat
It echoes through this scary vision
You fall on your knees and resolve to entreat
The final sentence has fallen

Crawling snakes
Crawling snakes