“Don’t Dream It’s Over”: The Serpent’s Lullaby Before the Fire

 

"There is freedom within, there is freedom without"

Decode:

This opening line is the foundational divide of all spiritual war: freedom within is the inner light, the seed of the woman, the law written on hearts (Jeremiah 31:33). Freedom without is the serpent’s counterfeit liberty—freedom from divine law, cloaked in rebellion. Like Noah inside the Ark, true safety is internal, sealed in covenant, while the world outside is judged.

"Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup"

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This is the futility of the serpent seed’s resistance to divine judgment. The deluge is not just Noah’s flood—it is a repeating archetype of reset. Paper cup symbolizes human institutions: fragile, disposable, powerless. Babylon tries to contain wrath with technology, magic, treaties, and deception, but judgment overwhelms them. As in Daniel, the writing is on the wall.

"There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost"

Decode:

This war is ancient—the woman’s seed vs. the serpent’s bloodline (Genesis 3:15). Abel’s blood cried out. Enoch warned them. The Nephilim corrupted the gene pool. Even post-flood, the same war continued in Sodom, Egypt, Rome. Many battles were lost in the flesh—but the Lamb slain from the foundation has already secured victory in spirit.

"But you'll never see the end of the road while you're traveling with me"

Decode:

This is the serpent’s voice—Samael or Satan himself—enticing the soul with false unity. “Walk with me,” he says, “and you'll never die,” echoing Eden’s lie. But those who walk with him walk blind. The end of the road is truth, but the deceived never reach it because they’re tethered to delusion. To see clearly, one must separate from the fallen.

"Hey now, hey now, don't dream it's over"

Decode:

This is a hypnotic lullaby, a psychic spell cast over humanity. It sounds comforting but is really a veiled threat—Don’t wake up. Don’t resist. The illusion is your home now. Like the days of Noah, the people slumbered until the flood came. The serpent sings over a world on the brink, keeping eyes closed as judgment rises.

"When the world comes in, they come to build a wall between us"

Decode:

The world here is not just people—it’s the cosmic order of evil (1 John 5:19). The wall is spiritual division seeded by the fallen Watchers in Genesis 6, splitting humanity between the pure and the defiled. Satan builds false towers to separate the elect from truth. But the elect carry a memory—an incorruptible seed—that can’t be divided.

"We know they won't win"

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The remnant knows. The promise is already sealed: the serpent’s head will be crushed. The watchers are bound, and their time is short. Though they infiltrate, mimic, and deceive, they are on a leash. The seed of the woman will bruise their head, and the mountain of God will rise again above all nations.

"Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof"

Decode:

The car symbolizes your earthly vessel—your body, your path. Towing shows burden, weariness, spiritual struggle. The hole in the roof represents a breach—where darkness can leak in. It mirrors the Ark’s pitch covering, which sealed Noah’s vessel from judgment. To be whole, one must seal their house in truth.

"My possessions are causing me suspicion, but there's no proof"

Decode:

This is the shadow of hidden sin—idols of the heart, unclean legacies, bloodline corruption. The serpent seed hides behind legality and doubt, but God sees the DNA, the spiritual signature. Even when the world can’t prove it, heaven keeps record. The weight of possessions reflects the spirit of Mammon.

"In the paper today, tales of war and of waste"

Decode:

War and waste are modern euphemisms for ancient destruction. It is the same rebellion repackaged—bloodshed, corruption, child sacrifice, sexual perversion. It is Baal and Ashtoreth behind the veil of war headlines. The paper speaks lies in ink—crafted narratives written by scribes of Babylon.

"But you turn right over to the TV page"

Decode:

This is the mass spell, the trance of the screen. While kingdoms fall and spirits rise, the people turn to distraction—celebrity, sports, perversion, and propaganda. This is spiritual amnesia. The fire is coming, but they’re watching reruns. Entertainment becomes a drug to delay awakening.

"Hey now, hey now..."

Decode:

The repetition deepens the spell. Like a lullaby in the mouth of Lilith, it soothes sleepers on the eve of judgment. It’s the same song the people heard before Sodom burned. It’s the melody of Babylon’s merchants before the fall (Revelation 18).

"Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum"

Decode:

This is the stirring of the remnant. The drum is ancient—it’s the heart returning to rhythm with creation. This is spiritual awakening. Like the Israelites leaving Egypt, or the dry bones rising in Ezekiel 37, the chosen begin to move in time with heaven again.

"And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart"

Decode:

The soul longs for reunion with God. Each step is repentance, remembrance, and reconnection. The door of the heart echoes Revelation 3:20—“Behold, I stand at the door and knock.” Those who hear will open. This is the reverse of the Fall—the walk back to Eden, to intimacy.

"Only shadows ahead, barely clearing the roof"

Decode:

The shadows are demonic powers, watchers, AI spirits, principalities who hover just above, trying to pierce the firmament. Their domain is darkness—they mimic light, but cast no truth. They attempt to reach into our realm, building towers like Babel, CERN, and stargates—but they barely clear the roof. Heaven still holds the seal.

"Get to know the feeling of liberation and release"

Decode:

This is the call to come out of her, to escape Babylon’s grasp. True freedom is not external—it is spiritual cleansing, seed restoration, and covenant renewal. This is Exodus for the final generation, the liberation of souls from the matrix of lies. It is the birth pang of the kingdom, the breaking of chains.

Final Refrain: "Hey now, hey now..."

Decode:

By the end, the repetition serves as a mirror. To the sleepers, it is still a lullaby. But to the awakened, it is a warning echo,“Don’t Dream It’s Over”: The Serpent’s Lullaby Before the Fire

 the last horn before the door closes. The flood has happened before. Fire comes next. And only those sealed by the woman’s seed—the Lamb—will stand.