| I have been found wrestling with snakes hypnotized by the slight wave of their tales. Their venom stung me bitterly, harshly, consuming me dragged with being into world of sin guilt. the The markings of my fingernails are sill on the ground. I turn away in shame... licking my wounds over and over then once again. I reach up in fear. Lord, draw the poison from my veins and let it not return again! And let it not return again! |
| Snakes |