Omerta

Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man,
is either a fool or a coward.
Whoever cannot take care of themselves,
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 is the rule of honour!

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 of silver.
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer.

I am the result whats 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,
and then turns and locks the gate.

I am the result whats better left unspoken.
Violence begins to mend what was broken.
You've been talking, I've been all ears!

Omertà!

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 laughing finger,
will never point again!

Omertà!
Omertà!

Sing for me now!