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