Looking at these photographs of love the dying and the dead And we wait for the crimson rain To wash it all away again Wisdom of the serpent Can't keep your nose clean The smells of the spirits in the echoes of my dream Wisdom of the serpent Can't keep your nose clean The smells of the spirits in the echoes of my dream And I tried my best to entertain you all Believe in nothing but yourself No one will survive This is where we drown Tragedy will be one and all Wisdom of the serpent Can't keep your nose clean The smells of the spirits in the echoes of my dream Wisdom of the serpent Can't keep your nose clean The smells of the spirits in the echoes of my dream