Betrayed
(Mol / Bruno)
Bullets crossing the air
Like a prelude of days in the future
Dived thoughts on regret
Guts still fresh for the vultures
Waking up in hell
A vision stranger than fiction
Day after day in suffering
Cursed by own betrayal within
Betrayed by own mind
Betrayed by own eyes
Bravery inside, turns to fright
A mortal swamp that came from a safe ground
Betrayed in your eyes
Cutting thoughts like knives
Burning wounds that never get healed
Tasting bitter the pride
Rotten guts for the worms
Did it really happened?
That vision stranger than fiction
Day after day I’ve suffered
Cursing my soul betrayed within
Betrayed by own mind
Betrayed by own eyes
Bravery inside, turns to fright
A mortal swamp that came from a safe ground
Betrayed in your eyes
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