Snake Charmer E

Here I stand, a master of disguise Weaving my art under the prying eyes With a blow to the pipe A serpent’s dance begins You’re caught in my game Let the show commence! I hide in the light By casting spells so bright You're lost in the show Enthralled by the sight Each move and each tune Is flawlessly planned And in this breathtaking show I hold your thrill in my hand You see the serpent dance But not the hidden strings Oblivious to gist that my art brings I'm a snake charmer Entertainment is my way You watch me play The pipe of sorrow You don't know how I do it You just get the show In fact I'm not what you see Push me, and I will smash you And it will be your satisfaction I see, I know what you’re like Without this fucking satisfaction The crowd’s growing bigger Today is my day More hands to applaud More eyes to see me play Faceless voices start crashing like waves The snake feels the tension Wriggling in its place Amongst all the chatter A lurching drunk erupts with noise I can hear his laughter Followed by a loud gruff voice «How did he do it? He’s fooling us all! Is the snake even real? It is merely a doll!» «What an ignorant moron» – I think to myself I swear, on some of the shows I’d rather be deaf I'm a snake charmer Entertainment is my way You watch me play The pipe of sorrow You don't know how I do it You just get the show In fact I'm not what you see Push me, push me I see, I see She starts to hiss Something’s wrong All this noise is destroying Our entrancing song Just keep to the show Just stay in place A lightning-quick lunge Her fangs in my face Thin trickles of blood Run down my cheek I’m in pain As venom slowly sinks into my veins A blink of an eye The snake slips away Straight into the crowd Breaking the array You wanted to doubt me Now truth’s on display You’re not the audience You are the prey! I'm a snake charmer Charmer Charmer You watch me play The pipe of sorrow You think the gist is clear You're sure you're out of game But no one knows what they see You never know what you see Dripping with sweat I’m lying in my bed This is my final script My masterpiece - a death that’s real In the art of make-believe