Easton Legacy - Traitors Of The Lost Ark lyrics

rate me

Brother bears the weight of the world on his shoulders but he never

lifts a hand

The small-time thief has crowned himself king in his head.

Sacrifice is a four-letter word in this holier than town

We are but self-appointed saints at war amongst ourselves.

Hey there, you can run your mouth off

All night long, but soon you'll savor every word as you choke them

down.

A meal fit for a traitor; a serpent-tongued sycophant and all along

continue to convince yourself that you've done no wrong.

Loaded words; cocked and spouting venom profusely like a wound. You

decay us everytime you open up your mouth.

As much as we love to torturing ourselves, we'll gladly carry on

without

you. Sayonara. Cut your losses. Au revoir.

Embrace the lie, consume the pain, accept this as your fate, or cover

up

with pleasantries while you burst with jealous rage.

We've all made peace with who we are, there's no one left to blame. So

Sew your lips shut if it will help you to stop dropping our name

Ignore the truth or just walk away (any day now, any day now)

They'll be no call; no need for you to stay (any day now, any day now)

Hey there, you can run your mouth off all night long. But soon you'll

savor every word as you choke them down.

A meal fit for a traitor; a serpent-tongued, sycophant and all along

you'll keep telling yourself that you have done no wrong