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Lamb of God - Omerta (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Morton
Mark Morton
Electric Guitar
John Campbell
John Campbell
Electric Bass Guitar
Chris Adler
Chris Adler
Drums
Randy Blythe
Randy Blythe
Vocals
Willie Adler
Willie Adler
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Morton
Mark Morton
Songwriter
John Campbell
John Campbell
Songwriter
Chris Adler
Chris Adler
Songwriter
Randy Blythe
Randy Blythe
Songwriter
Willie Adler
Willie Adler
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lamb of God
Lamb of God
Producer
Machine
Machine
Producer
John Agnello
John Agnello
Engineer
Ted Young
Ted Young
Assistant Engineer
Alan Weatherhead
Alan Weatherhead
Assistant Engineer
Casey Martin
Casey Martin
Assistant Engineer
Jeremy Miller
Jeremy Miller
Assistant Engineer
Cam DiNunzio
Cam DiNunzio
Assistant Engineer
Dan Korneff
Dan Korneff
Mixing Engineer
Mark Wilder
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer
Todd Parker
Todd Parker
Recording Engineer
Tony Schloff
Tony Schloff
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man 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 is the rule of honor Broken the paradigm, an example must be set Invoke the siren's song and sign the death warrant This is what has been wrought for 30 pieces of 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 is removed from the registry Saint 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 laughing finger, will never point again Omerta Omerta Sing for me now
Writer(s): John Campbell, Will Adler, David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton, Chris Adler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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