The Tremor

Nothing hurts like the truth
A piece of perfidy
A deceitful behavior
Women’s lures
Deserted like an empty corpse
An uneasy conscience
Stigmatized in hell
He’s puffed up with conceit
There will come a day of retribution
They’re just lost dreams
Cursed to crawl between
Hypocrites and vain promises
My heart bleeds
The tremor of leaves
The tremor of leaves in the breeze
The tremor of leaves
The tremor of leaves in the…
You can’t weigh up
Where does this road lead
At whose door should the blame lie?
The lie lay heavy on his conscience
The tremor of leaves
The tremor of leaves in the breeze
The tremor of leaves
The tremor of leaves in the breeze