Tongues - Cabal

Tongues twisting truth will be torn from their throats

The warmth in their veins will run cold

A liars crown will be carved from their bones

For their deceit they must atone

Three words like sharpened blades

They tried to take a life, but left a crimson trace

Straight back to the hole they call their home

There’s no way out, can’t hide their scent, rotten souls

Silence the voice who spreads untruths

Strip the deceivers of their youth

Pale skin will be peeled from their bones

The decay beneath exposed

Tongues twisting truth will be torn from their throats

The warmth in their veins will run cold

A liars crown will be carved from their bones

For their deceit they must atone

Detached tongues drips poison no more

Untruths from filthy mouths no longer soar

Serrated steel will erase the lies that they spread

In a flash of the blade, blackened soil runs red

Their misdeeds will be paid back tenfold and they will know

A rope and a blade for every throat

Their misdeeds will be paid back tenfold and they will know

And end of every rope

Their misdeeds will be paid back tenfold and they will know

A blade for every throat

Tongues twisting truth will be torn from throats

The warmth in their veins will run cold

A liars crown will be carved from their bones

For your deceit they must atone