My pet, my pet-how fun you are
I trust you so much I even leave the cage door ajar
you’d never harm me, but just to be safe-I admire you from afar

The coiling is fast
this time it’s your last
your soul asphyxiated
final chance for escape terminated

Enveloped in python
constriction complete

So harmless-me the master-you the slave
I reach out to touch you-I’m getting so brave
You affect me but little-I still haven’t changed
and to those who find me abrasive-it’s you that’s deranged

The coiling is fast
this time it’s your last
your soul asphyxiated
final chance for escape terminated

Enveloped in python
constriction complete

Indian recorder solo: Ted

Enveloped in python
constriction complete
where dreams become nightmares
of total defeat

Not just a white line or addiction of some kind
but entanglement with anger or to bitterness bind