Open the basket. Listen to the flute play. Open the basket. Listen to the flute play. Toot toot toot toot play. Snakes in the basket. Lie to lead you astray. Snakes in the basket. Force to make you betray. Your innermost truths hid away. Falling down to the underground. As you slither down to your lair. Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war. Those who were sold out by a corporate board. Carry the casket. Never mind the gun spray. Bury the casket. Pawns in someone's gameplay. Shoot shoot shoot shoot obey. Subscription to the spreading of lies. Soldier catches a glimpse of his demise. Deep down inside even he knows. Snakes come in many shapes and sizes. Snakes have no hands to be tied. Concoction of malicious lies. Deep inside the general despises himself... Listen to the flute play. Another reptile in line. Snakes without grass cannot hide. Falling down to the underground. As you slither down to your lair. Forked tongues spread the poison with a toxic sting. So much pain their serpentine inhibitions bring