EACH SILVER RING
LOCKED PARTS OF MYSELF
IN METALLIC PYTHONS
WHICH CONSTRICTED
MY SKIN

OUT OF SOUND
OUT OF MIND
FAR FROM THE GRASP
OF THOSE
THAT JUDGE

MAYBE IT WAS THE GREED
OF WANTING TO BE FREE
OF THE PYTHONS
MAYBE IT WAS THE GREED
OF WANTING PEOPLE
TO SEE THE REAL ME

THEY SUNG TO ME
SUGAR-COATED WORDS
SPOKEN FROM DEMON
LIKE AN ANGEL
“UNRAVEL FROM THOSE PYTHONS”

BUT IT WAS THOSE PYTHONS
WHICH SUPPRESSED MY
INSECURITIES FROM THOSE
WHO WOULD DARE HURT ME