Lyrics:

A serpent shines with velvet skin,
It moves in silence, sleek and thin.
Its eyes are watchful, calm, yet sly,
It sees it all while sliding by.

It never takes the straightened way,
But twists and turns both night and day.
So quiet, still, its gentle face—
Yet in its lips lies venom’s taste.

It seeks the warmth, avoids the cold,
Beneath a stone its shape will fold.
When shivers come, it hides away,
Till sunshine lures it out to play.

And then I smile, for truth I know:
There’s one whose traits the same will show.
Her steps, her eyes, her whispered tone—
That serpent’s soul could be her own..

Soft and quiet, sharp within,
They play the game they always win.
A glance, a smile, a fleeting sign,
You’re held by venom, can’t resign.

Soft and quiet, sharp within,
They play the game they always win.
A glance, a smile, a fleeting sign,
You’re held by venom, can’t resign.

She never speaks a simple line,
Her words curl round like twisted vine.
She smiles so sweet, yet underneath,
Her tongue is sharp, her lips can seethe.

She loves the fire, the blanket’s nest,
In warmth and comfort she feels best.
And when she stirs, her glance will snare,
She plays with me — I’m trapped right there.

When feelings flow, she’s calm, serene,
Unnoticed—then her eyes grow keen.
A serpent’s glance, a sudden spark,
My woman bites and leaves a mark.

Soft and quiet, sharp within,
They play the game they always win.
A glance, a smile, a fleeting sign,
You’re held by venom, can’t resign.