They cast their lines
And divide
All their backstab in plain view
They're all snakes
And wolves
Among the sheep
They will not stand
Or mend
Their promises
Because they prey
On the damned
They lie in shadows
Among your portraits
They feed on the alpha
Of your weakness
But we as people see them clearly
And we see through their device
You call me your brother of your your family
But what have you done
For me lately?
Where were you at my downfall
Where were you at my death?