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