Upon a handshake just like a sculpture made of clay
Trust is easily broken
They took it all from me, my home, my family
They left a broken man into the dark
With my blood on their hands, this life is torn apart
Just like a bullet shot right through the heart
All is lost in this moment I hate
All of those who shattered my whole world and just and just walked away
If not by my hand I claim to this day
Upon my last breath those bastards will pay
With a price tag on their heads, their lives will fall apart
Just like a bullet shot right through the heart
All is lost in this moment I hate
All of those who shattered my whole world and just walked away
If not by my hand I claim to this day upon my last breath those bastards will
Pay for everything they did to mem Iâll find their homes and break their families
A thousand times I played this in my head and it wont stop until theyâre all dead
Trust is easily broken when youâre lost in the dark