The quote at the beginning of "Omerta" is a paraphrase of the Mafia's code of silence.
Omerta
Lamb of God Lyrics
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Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
For a wounded man will 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
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 removed from the registry
St. 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
In Lamb of God's song Omerta, the lyrics speak of a code of silence, an unspoken rule, surrounding matters of honor, violence, and betrayal. The opening lines make a statement about the foolishness or cowardice of those who resort to legal action against their fellow man. The subsequent line clarifies that the truly strong take care of themselves without having to rely on the law. The next lines describe the rule of honor held by a wounded man - he will seek revenge if he lives, but if he dies, he will forgive his attacker.
Breaking with this paradigm, the song speaks to a betrayal, resulting in the buying of the tongues of men and angels. The singer laments being the result of such betrayal and vows to take violent action to mend what was broken. He tells his listeners to keep their words silent or suffer the same fate of having their names removed from records and finding no mercy at St. Peter's gate.
The chorus repeats the name of the song, Omerta, an Italian word meaning "a code of silence" often associated with the Mafia. The song ends with a call to sing for the singer, with the final lines a warning that those who violate the code of silence with their laughter may find themselves silenced forever.
Line by Line Meaning
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward
If you need to rely on the law to gain justice over someone who wronged you, you are either weak or afraid
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
If you cannot fend for yourself and must rely on the law to protect you, you are both weak and afraid
For a wounded man will shall say to his assailant
"If I live I will kill you, if I die you are forgiven"
Such is the rule of honor
If a man is harmed by another, he may seek revenge upon that person, but he also has the option to forgive and move on. Honor dictates this response.
Broken the paradigm, an example must be set
The current system must be changed by setting an example for others.
Invoke the siren's song and sign the death warrant
To call for violence and death upon another.
This what has been wrought for 30 pieces of silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer
The consequences of greed and betrayal, as exemplified in Judas Iscariot's selling out of Jesus Christ for 30 pieces of silver.
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
The singer has been wronged and is taking violent action to rectify the situation. They have listened to their enemies' words but kept their own intentions hidden.
Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day
Secrets should never be revealed to anyone who could use them against you.
Words can be broken, so can bones
Just as words can be lies or empty promises, so too can the human body be broken, revealing the fragility of both.
Execute the mandate
Mouth full of dirt
Your name removed from the registry
St. Peter greets with empty eyes then turns and locks the gate
The artist has executed the act they set out to do, even if it means their own death. Their name is erased from memory and they are rejected by heaven.
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
Those who speak foolishly and without consideration will receive swift, deadly punishment. The singer wishes to be forgotten and not mentioned again.
Free speech for the living, dead men tell no tales
Your laughing finger will never point again
The only people who can truly speak freely and without consequence are those who are still alive. Once a person is dead, they can no longer talk or accuse others.
Omerta
Omerta
Sing for me now
The singer evokes the code of silence and the criminal organization that follows it. They call for others to join them in their twisted worldview and warped sense of honor.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton, Will Adler, John Campbell, Chris Adler
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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 thirty 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
St. 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
@Narcolepsykid
"Violence begins to mend what was broken."
Brilliant!
@mayonaisepancakes8644
Yep
@oh-not-the-bees7872
I mean it sounds good but it's not really that deep dudes
@jhamlin726
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@peteterry8563
@@oh-not-the-bees7872 these are the deepest of deep lyrics you can imagine.
@theindividual7974
@@oh-not-the-bees7872 it's not intelligent? you obviously don't no your vocab
@metalheadblues
One day this album will be considered classic metal. Ashes of the wake is really there best work.
@pollutedcrimson
100% agree. Every single song is pure American metal. They have amazing consecutive albums, but it doesn't get any more pure than Ashes.
@kinginthenorth2928
Definitely. Their most best selling album
@henrireichmann7595
By far!