[Lyric] Rex Mendaces (Bermuda (Band))

Perfect smile loses its charm
When given through gritted fangs
But calling you a predator
Is too great of a gift

Scavengers eyes
Staring out
Scavengers eyes staring
Out of you in your cell

Scraping the bottom
Of the barrel
Comforts from the life
Carved out for yourself

Betrayal comes not from the enemy’s blade
But by the hidden blows of those you love
The tender words
The memories made

Whеre was the purpose in gaining trust
Only to losе it
We had more to give
And were willing to burn
Its not the strength
Of the storm
Its not the strength that matters
But the tree that makes a stand

Beating her black and blue
Whats the point in it
Whats the point in it
Beating her black and blue
Whats the point in it

Betrayal comes not from the enemy’s blade
But by the hidden blows of those you love
The tender words
The memories made

Betrayal comes not from the enemy’s blade
But by the hidden blows of those you love
This bottom feeder, a king of kings
Foolishly casting crowns before his feet

It takes a bigger man
To love than a raise fist
Vile, putrid, scum
An empire
Soon to fall
By these hands
To the depths of hell