Beware of the Cobra, she bows to no man!
Once you think you have her charmed, will be the day you die!

Oh Mighty Snake Charmer, you sit before me playing your magical flute, putting me into a trance,
All honor you! You have tamed the Cobra, you make me sway and dance.
You seem to have no fear, You Fool!, I can end your life!
I watch your face, you fear me not, your body is relaxed, you reflect no stress or strife!
Your mindless eyes never stray, they stay glued on me,
You are classed a manly man, you like to play with danger, that anyone can see.
You must keep playing, so the She Cobra will obey,
My eyes are fixed on the Master, but you must continue to play.
Who shall win? The Snake Charmer or the snake,
I want my prize, so I shall be coy and wait as long as it takes!
Trust me not, for it is my nature to kill,
I will always win, for I am the true Master, you will do my will!
When you tire or blink, I will strike and my fangs will suck the life from your very soul,
Then I will slither away without a backward glance, for my heart is stone cold!

Music: Lawrence Of Arabia