Asphyxia Silvertongue
Tearing its foes asunder,
The demon strikes
With a skin like twisting shadows
And a tongue silver with lies.
Pig's squeals and roars make its tongue,
The language of the dark.
No manner of beast daunts it;
Demons hold no fear but light.
It's victim's screams fill the night,
Breaking all slumber.
Noble men flee before it,
Their brace resolve destroyed.
Traumatised people
Lie in the demon's wake,
All hope and honour stolen
In a heartbeat.
Pig's squeals and roars make its tongue,
The language of the dark.
No manner of beast daunts it;
Demons hold no fear but light.
It's victim's screams fill the night,
Breaking all slumber.
Noble men flee before it,
Their brace resolve destroyed.
Under the cover of day,
Man tried to find a way...
Silvertongue, a lord amongst demons
Is to be slain!
Traumatised people
Lie in the demon's wake,
All hope and honour stolen
In a heartbeat.
Pig's squeals and roars make its tongue,
The language of the dark.
No manner of beast daunts it;
Demons hold no fear but light.
It's victim's screams fill the night,
Breaking all slumber.
Noble men flee before it,
Their brace resolve destroyed.
Under the cover of day,
Man tried to find a way...
Silvertongue, a lord amongst demons
Is to be slain!
[GUITAR SOLO]
Under the cover of day,
Man tried to find a way...
Silvertongue, a lord amongst demons
Is to be slain!
