Winding slowly for miles and miles
Appearing to be lost
But with a destination in mind
It's a long journey ahead
But never once is it forgotten
That there is a need for this longed for mission
Preying quietly the moves are made
The victim does not know that they shall be slain
No visible scars or wounds in sight
For this is an attack on the heart and mind
The excitement is in the chase, the allure, the trap
The male has his female, but now he retracts
The needs were selfish, vulgar, obscene
As he relaxes and spits out his queen
Now she is forgotten as her heart breaks
But on goes the serpent, the male, the snake
