Once called you friend

These violent delights have violent ends

And to think we once were friends

Bonded by pain, cemented with love

But as soon as push came to shove

You shed far too few tears

At the end of the friend 

You had known for years

At sword-point you chose to speak

I would never have thought 

You could be so weak

You spilled without a second-thought

You didn't keep quiet as you were taught

A sheep in a wolf's skin

I'm ashamed to have 

Once called you kin

These violent delights have violent ends

And to think we once were friends.