Serpent’s Gambit

[Verse 1] In the pit of serpents, where the fangs lie in wait, Disloyalty slithers, a backdoor trait, A nest of deceit, where the venomous mate, To weed out the false, is to tempt one's fate. [Pre-Chorus] 'Cause in the den of the snakes, the truth is opaque, A real one's challenge, the fake to unmake. [Chorus] It's a viper's dance in the pit of the snakes, Where the hiss of betrayal never abates, To find the loyal, what risks it takes, In the garden of trust, where the serpent fakes. [Verse 2] With every slither, the shadows deceive, The honest heart grieves, the disloyal weave, In the tangle of tails, the naive believe, But a real one discerns, and will never be naive. [Pre-Chorus] 'Cause in the coil of lies, the stakes are high, A real one's virtue, the snakes defy. [Chorus] In the pit of snakes, where the cunning thrive, It's hard to weed out, keep the truth alive, But stand firm and true, and you will survive, In the den of the snakes, only the real will drive. [Bridge] In the hiss and the rattle, the danger's clear, But the strength of the real, the snakes will fear. [Verse 3] In the pit of snakes, where the trust is a test, The real one's mettle, put to the quest, Through the slither and scheme, they rise above the rest, Leaving the pit of snakes, with honor abreast. [Outro] So in the pit of snakes, be the one who stands out, With loyalty's flame, burn the deceit, no doubt.