Becoming Bryn

I dreamt I got a snake bite,
just a dream but upon waking up my head felt light, my arm felt tight,
where the serpent struck a mark so faintly, there upon me with very little warning in the end
And if you think that I'm becoming the worst I can become, you got another thing coming baby,
I've a few tricks up my dirty white sleeve,
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
I see that you got well made hands,
you're well put together, you smell like apples, taste like the sea,
and in your nature a full set of vigors,
I have a vision of you ripely, hanging from the tree, swinging in the orchard breeze
And though nobody wants a part of the ritual, you could at least keep me an honest vigil,
And if you see me rising up through the floor with unblinking eyes
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
[BRIDGE]
I lie awake tonight, its weight upon my chest, smell of the well upon the unwell,
voice from the dark water I don't recognize that there's a thing that I must do, a question I should ask
Who are you? Why do you come for me?
Who are you? Why do you come for me?
Who are you? Why do you come for me?
Oh nobody wants a part of the ritual, you could at least keep me an honest vigil,
And if you see me coming out the door with a bloody hand
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
And if you see me rising up through the floor with unblinking eyes
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!
Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!