Bury Your Dead Lyrics

I found the serpent kind
And realize the change of mind
Destroy the nation and the believers
And now you can not find a way
A way out of the vow
Bury your dead
And i see red
Now they refer to preach
They withdraw like a leech
Nightmare at eight and stabbed to death
And now you can not find a way
A way out of the vow
Slap on the wrist
Stab on the back
The eternal recurrence
The essential question