Serpents in Camouflage Lyrics
| Song | Serpents in Camouflage |
| Artist | Citizen cain |
| Album | Serpents in Camouflage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I saw a vision and maybe it was true | |
| Crystals and nine strange enemies | |
| The third one approached me silently | |
| His charms in a leather bag | |
| He threw some stones and the wind turned cold | |
| Wolves cried out to Nemesis | |
| The old major at the table | |
| Battle crazed armies, test-tube chemistry | |
| Can you tell me what you think it means | |
| Wandering aimlessly out in a storm | |
| It was cool but a chill ran right through my soul | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| I never thought I would see what I've seen | |
| I'm no fool but my eyes tell a different story | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| The old major's just a fable | |
| His shimmering vision polite hostility | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| You're in a landscape where the crows and dogs | |
| Invite you all to tea | |
| Yes you and me | |
| Now the wind has found me | |
| I'm dressed in white but I don't know who I am | |
| Just a child dressed for fortune and pain | |
| Am I on the inside just looking | |
| Tell me if you can | |
| Somewhere further away from where I lie | |
| And if there's danger approaching | |
| Well maybe it's in my mind | |
| Dreaming always of blue butterflies | |
| As we step closer still moving | |
| Beyond the promised land | |
| Where's my brother that blue butterfly | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you're not at home | |
| It's all part of our plan | |
| Hey Michael I'll walk that tightrope with you | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Over bridges they just flutter by | |
| Oh they flutter | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you're not at home | |
| It's all part of our plan | |
| Unlikely faces, unlikely forms | |
| Stretching motorways | |
| Derelict buildings forgotten homes | |
| His symphony's in disgrace | |
| Constantine’s steeples where jack's that play | |
| He's covering the walls with ice | |
| His serpents are dying in camouflage | |
| The major is forced aside | |
| To the old soldier's home | |
| The wolf has changed his clothing | |
| He's dressed in shirt and tie | |
| He whistles some long forgotten tune | |
| He longs for the winter | |
| The ice in his eye, he begins | |
| The hour of the cyclone | |
| Fortunes return | |
| The storms of war in the air | |
| He grabs a child | |
| He takes me on a journey | |
| Over what will be | |
| I remember that long forgotten tune | |
| And there in the distance an ally in the wind | |
| And we begin | |
| Begin to fall, begin to fall | |
| He grabs the child | |
| Don't you know me | |
| Don't you hold me | |
| Your fortune's just a memory | |
| It's carved on every dogwood tree | |
| Don't you know me | |
| Don't you hold me | |
| I said your fortune's just a memory | |
| To die on every dogwood tree | |
| And it's you and me | |
| Now who approaches, show yourself | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Hear the voice crying out from below | |
| Destroy the kingdom of old Constantine | |
| All the children of Cain's bloody line | |
| The wolves are moving much closer | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Set to feast on your flesh and your bones | |
| I see your major impaled left to die | |
| To the crows and dogs you flutter by | |
| So as you walk on that long avenue | |
| Where the serpent died in camouflage | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Now the serpent's lost his camouflage | |
| So as you live on that long avenue | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| In the distance they just flutter by | |
| Serpents in camouflage | |
| The serpent has died in camouflage | |
| Serpents in camouflage |
| I saw a vision and maybe it was true | |
| Crystals and nine strange enemies | |
| The third one approached me silently | |
| His charms in a leather bag | |
| He threw some stones and the wind turned cold | |
| Wolves cried out to Nemesis | |
| The old major at the table | |
| Battle crazed armies, testtube chemistry | |
| Can you tell me what you think it means | |
| Wandering aimlessly out in a storm | |
| It was cool but a chill ran right through my soul | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| I never thought I would see what I' ve seen | |
| I' m no fool but my eyes tell a different story | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| The old major' s just a fable | |
| His shimmering vision polite hostility | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| You' re in a landscape where the crows and dogs | |
| Invite you all to tea | |
| Yes you and me | |
| Now the wind has found me | |
| I' m dressed in white but I don' t know who I am | |
| Just a child dressed for fortune and pain | |
| Am I on the inside just looking | |
| Tell me if you can | |
| Somewhere further away from where I lie | |
| And if there' s danger approaching | |
| Well maybe it' s in my mind | |
| Dreaming always of blue butterflies | |
| As we step closer still moving | |
| Beyond the promised land | |
| Where' s my brother that blue butterfly | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you' re not at home | |
| It' s all part of our plan | |
| Hey Michael I' ll walk that tightrope with you | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Over bridges they just flutter by | |
| Oh they flutter | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you' re not at home | |
| It' s all part of our plan | |
| Unlikely faces, unlikely forms | |
| Stretching motorways | |
| Derelict buildings forgotten homes | |
| His symphony' s in disgrace | |
| Constantine' s steeples where jack' s that play | |
| He' s covering the walls with ice | |
| His serpents are dying in camouflage | |
| The major is forced aside | |
| To the old soldier' s home | |
| The wolf has changed his clothing | |
| He' s dressed in shirt and tie | |
| He whistles some long forgotten tune | |
| He longs for the winter | |
| The ice in his eye, he begins | |
| The hour of the cyclone | |
| Fortunes return | |
| The storms of war in the air | |
| He grabs a child | |
| He takes me on a journey | |
| Over what will be | |
| I remember that long forgotten tune | |
| And there in the distance an ally in the wind | |
| And we begin | |
| Begin to fall, begin to fall | |
| He grabs the child | |
| Don' t you know me | |
| Don' t you hold me | |
| Your fortune' s just a memory | |
| It' s carved on every dogwood tree | |
| Don' t you know me | |
| Don' t you hold me | |
| I said your fortune' s just a memory | |
| To die on every dogwood tree | |
| And it' s you and me | |
| Now who approaches, show yourself | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Hear the voice crying out from below | |
| Destroy the kingdom of old Constantine | |
| All the children of Cain' s bloody line | |
| The wolves are moving much closer | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Set to feast on your flesh and your bones | |
| I see your major impaled left to die | |
| To the crows and dogs you flutter by | |
| So as you walk on that long avenue | |
| Where the serpent died in camouflage | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Now the serpent' s lost his camouflage | |
| So as you live on that long avenue | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| In the distance they just flutter by | |
| Serpents in camouflage | |
| The serpent has died in camouflage | |
| Serpents in camouflage |
| I saw a vision and maybe it was true | |
| Crystals and nine strange enemies | |
| The third one approached me silently | |
| His charms in a leather bag | |
| He threw some stones and the wind turned cold | |
| Wolves cried out to Nemesis | |
| The old major at the table | |
| Battle crazed armies, testtube chemistry | |
| Can you tell me what you think it means | |
| Wandering aimlessly out in a storm | |
| It was cool but a chill ran right through my soul | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| I never thought I would see what I' ve seen | |
| I' m no fool but my eyes tell a different story | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| The old major' s just a fable | |
| His shimmering vision polite hostility | |
| Something has camouflaged this feeling deep inside | |
| You' re in a landscape where the crows and dogs | |
| Invite you all to tea | |
| Yes you and me | |
| Now the wind has found me | |
| I' m dressed in white but I don' t know who I am | |
| Just a child dressed for fortune and pain | |
| Am I on the inside just looking | |
| Tell me if you can | |
| Somewhere further away from where I lie | |
| And if there' s danger approaching | |
| Well maybe it' s in my mind | |
| Dreaming always of blue butterflies | |
| As we step closer still moving | |
| Beyond the promised land | |
| Where' s my brother that blue butterfly | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you' re not at home | |
| It' s all part of our plan | |
| Hey Michael I' ll walk that tightrope with you | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Over bridges they just flutter by | |
| Oh they flutter | |
| We are the voice of home | |
| Running as fast as you can | |
| We know you' re not at home | |
| It' s all part of our plan | |
| Unlikely faces, unlikely forms | |
| Stretching motorways | |
| Derelict buildings forgotten homes | |
| His symphony' s in disgrace | |
| Constantine' s steeples where jack' s that play | |
| He' s covering the walls with ice | |
| His serpents are dying in camouflage | |
| The major is forced aside | |
| To the old soldier' s home | |
| The wolf has changed his clothing | |
| He' s dressed in shirt and tie | |
| He whistles some long forgotten tune | |
| He longs for the winter | |
| The ice in his eye, he begins | |
| The hour of the cyclone | |
| Fortunes return | |
| The storms of war in the air | |
| He grabs a child | |
| He takes me on a journey | |
| Over what will be | |
| I remember that long forgotten tune | |
| And there in the distance an ally in the wind | |
| And we begin | |
| Begin to fall, begin to fall | |
| He grabs the child | |
| Don' t you know me | |
| Don' t you hold me | |
| Your fortune' s just a memory | |
| It' s carved on every dogwood tree | |
| Don' t you know me | |
| Don' t you hold me | |
| I said your fortune' s just a memory | |
| To die on every dogwood tree | |
| And it' s you and me | |
| Now who approaches, show yourself | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Hear the voice crying out from below | |
| Destroy the kingdom of old Constantine | |
| All the children of Cain' s bloody line | |
| The wolves are moving much closer | |
| Oh Serpentine | |
| Set to feast on your flesh and your bones | |
| I see your major impaled left to die | |
| To the crows and dogs you flutter by | |
| So as you walk on that long avenue | |
| Where the serpent died in camouflage | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| Now the serpent' s lost his camouflage | |
| So as you live on that long avenue | |
| Over bridges and dead butterflies | |
| Can you hear the wolves crying out from below | |
| In the distance they just flutter by | |
| Serpents in camouflage | |
| The serpent has died in camouflage | |
| Serpents in camouflage |
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