What happens after blood turns to water
So shameless it was to reach out beyond his limit
To kill the brotherhood, that for long he aimed for it
So what happens after the blood turns to water
The bonds are broken; trust can no longer live further
How could a private matter to be revealed??
Couldn’t his lips just be sealed?
The red on her cheeks did she feel shy?
He stepped on her like a bug, was he high?
Over and over the mockery echoed in both ears
Enjoyed the marks he scared with a poisoned spear
They dug deeper through the flesh and soul
Ever since the heart will never be whole
For once the trust is ripped, it creates a black hole
No person is trustworthy. Treachery always has to nurture
A hatchet to the head, do I have to go any further?
Embarrassment was the word that turned to dismay
The trust on the floor lays blazing, like a useless pack of hay
Uneasiness poured into the heart
That tore it apart
How treacherous knowledge of the truth can be
When there is no help with truth itself, can’t you see?
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