Suspicion - Liege Lord

Do you suspect your brother, was something done to you?

We all trust one another, we know this isn’t true

For the people’s minds are cluttered

With the word we call dislike

When our backs are turned in friendship

Our brothers they will strike

Across the seas in another land

Fists are clenched in every hand

Step across the boundary line

My choice to live is no longer mine

Suspicion drill inside their heads

And the will to live is what we dread

Man’s trust has surely died

On the sword’s point suspicion glides

Can you control the feeling that you hold

The others you neglect, feel your own suspect

Between two fires we collect our thoughts

Are we all just liars?

And our truth is only bought

For it’s suspicion that turns it’s back on you

Suspicion in the masses down to the very few

You cannot trust your brother

For the fear he’s after you

Between two fires we collect our thoughts

Are we all just liars?

And our truth is only bought

For it’s suspicion that turns it’s back on you

They close their eyes to their own demise

And pray that it’s not true