At the end of the cursed snake tail

And to the worlds whisper, for me to be astonished at the way you spin. To be unruly and relevant is the choice you must make. To take up the space in the sky. Answer the question eye for an eye. Whimper with the mushrooms evil brew. Meaning soothing to another, is the opposite of you. Inside the luster sky is a metallic embrace. Which makes you remember, without never loosing grace. Immerse yourself down underneath, filling yourself with the water of deceit. Snake through your life, as you were with your lies. Rattle with filth, shed your own belongings, as your standing still.