smiling faces bad intentions

The enemies in the open

The smiling faces bad intentions

Once they grease the trap

They will not let go

They are comrades in the same party

They play the game of Brutus to the hilt

They say so many negative issues

They forget they are part of it too

The ball kicking on the field

So many strikers to kick the ball

Leaving the defence in porous net

The enemies don't see it coming

They want the prize

Sitting high on the table

The striking flame of gold

The eyes can't forget at all

The real enemies wait

Waiting for an opportunity to take

Let the Brutus make the strike

Of the cry in the open field