Omerta (Live Album Version)
"Whoever appeals to the law against his fellowman
Is either a fool or a coward
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
For a wounded man shall say to his assailant:
'If I live, I will kill you, if I die, you are forgiven.'
Such as the rule of honor."
Broken the paradigm an example must be set
Invoke the Siren's song and sign the death warrant.
This what has been wrought for 30 pieces if silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer.
I am the result what's better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend what was broken
You've been talking, I've been all ears.
Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day
Words can be broken, so can bones
Execute the mandate
Mouth full of dirt.
Your name removed from the registry
St. Peter greets with empty eyes then turns and locks the gate.
I am the result what's better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend what was broken
You've been talking, I've been all ears
Omerta.
Cheaply venal, stupidly verbose
A slip of the tongue, a slit of the throat
Six feet under with no marker
Keep my name from your mouth forever.
Free speech for the living, dead men tell no tales
Your laug hing finger will never point again.
Omerta.
Sing for me now.
compositores: Chris Adler, David Randall Blythe, John Campbell, Mark Morton, Will Adler
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