Here for the party, here for the push,
here for the leap, here for the leaving.
Putting the players into precise position,
arranging, re-arranging the strategic battle lines.
Increasing paranoia, rising climatic fear,
they plan to infect us, inject us, poison the Piper’s heart.
Yet we’ve been in on the game for a long time,
from the very beginnings of our serpent past.
They have the scheming, we have the subtlety,
they have slyness, we have the Heart…