Loyal To None

(álbum: Lowest Form Of Animal - 2022)

Confessing loyalty to the blood that I bleed
Iron clad conviction guide me
Troubled times lacking peace
All I have is myself and that's fine with me

Is trust a trick?
Built to make us weak?
What the fuck is real?
Who the fuck is fake?
Boomslang? Taipan?
Who's the fucking snake?

What will you do if I refuse to listen?

Only hurting myself with your words if I believe them
So forfeit ever being trusted
Fooled me once
Bound by blood so I'll let you confess
The lies you've tried to hide

Venom
Fucking sears my soul
Forcing me to know that
When it comes to blows
I am on my own again
Venom sears my soul
Forcing me to know that
When it comes to blows
I am all on my own, all on my own again

But my conviction guides me
Loyal only to: blood I bleed
Through the agony
Of deceit I refuse to
Let you
Get the best of me
Forging an iron clad
Confidence
Through troubled times
I find my peace