Who

Lyrics

A serpent coiled within the bosom's core,
A viper's kiss, a trust forevermore
Consigned to dust, a sacred pact profaned,
Where loyalty, a fragile bloom, is stained.
A perfidy, a breach of solemn vow,
A cruel deceit that lays the spirit low.
(Chorus)
Im always there when tretchous fiends are near. I always laugh at a knife in the back, wolf in sheep's clothing invented that.
A rupture deep, where solace finds no rest,
A wound that festers, leaving naught but jest.
A treachery that shatters, rends, and tears,
A blight that poisons, drowning hope in fears.
A perfidious deed, a faithless, vile embrace,
A poisoned chalice, leaving naught but space.
A laceration, deep within the soul,
Where trust, once vibrant, loses all control.
A disenchantment, bitter, cold, and stark,
A shattered mirror, leaving only dark.
What is this phantom, lurking in the guise
Of friendship's warmth, a venomous disguise?
A treacherous act, a blow that strikes unseen,
A wound that bleeds, a sorrow ever green.
(Chorus)
Im always there when tretchous fiends are near. I always laugh at a knife in the back, wolf in sheep's clothing invented that.

I was a promise, a whispered vow,
A trust we shared, somehow.
But then you broke it, shattered it all,
Left me standing, feeling so small.
You turned your back, on the love we knew,
And said goodbye, to me and to you.
You lied and deceived, with a heart so cold,
A story you spun, a tale to be told.
Now the pieces lie scattered and torn,
My heart is broken, forever forlorn.
You left me with nothing, but pain and despair,
A trust betrayed, beyond all repair.
(Chorus)
Im always there when tretchous fiends are near. I always laugh at a knife in the back, wolf in sheep's clothing invented that.
What am I?

... Betrayal