Twist The Knife - Black Tusk

My trust, forsaken again

Hung out to dry once again

Your word, has proved to be shit

Left here, dealing with it

No honor amongst thieves

Dead weight, holding me down

Useless, stripped of your crown

Your lies brought me to this end

Cannot call you a friend

Deceit, now you know your place

Can’t rise, with your foot on my face

Twist the knife again