Throat Cobra Lyrics


I try my hand at nothing

Two hands make nothing something

Impending doom turned fatal

All eyes see the dam's cracked failure

Play upon the board both black and white

The game they place is with our lives

Try your luck

You roll the dragon's fire dice

I raise my hand in anger

No fears with our lives in danger

Celestial beings bring solace

We have to clean this place

We've swallowed lies that taste like fire

One hundred million fools for hire

Step right up

You made a deal with the knife

The ones you know are waiting

The lie-lipped masters saying

Just kissed your sickening asses

Too bad we have to have this

The blame's tale is told again

The silver slicing into me red

The savagery, the cutting down

The bleeding it out

I try my hand at nothing

Two hands make nothing something

Impending doom turned fatal

All eyes see the dam's cracked failure

Deal with the knife

Depleted resources

Deletion of life

Deal with the knife