Friend believed so near But now all it's so clear Fucking heaps - of human flesh Ruled by - wicked heads
If you look around it's not easy to see People, they hide themselves Behind your honest shade Against your person Against you Sucking forces from your help
The harsh fruit of friend ship The high price of confidence
Give your blood For your friends But pay attention For your health
Give your trust To their words But pay attention They won't be lost
Time has gone and now You just have to choose What about a kind and gentle cup of hate Freezing over - words of hatred No more troubles - for their stabs
The harsh fruit of friend ship The high price of confidence
Give your blood For your friends But pay attention For your health
Give your trust To their words But pay attention They won't be lost