(Verse 1) The city sleeps in velvet black, no secrets can it hold We trade in whispers, parchment-cracked, and rumors bought and sold We are the Cloaks, the ink-stained hand, the shadow in the eaves We pull the strings across the land, and no one quite believes A monarch's doubt, a baron's fear, are planted like a seed We change the map from year to year without a single bleed A fallen truce, a broken vow, a lie they think they chose We are the reason, here and now, the silent empire grows (Chorus) We are the shadow on the throne The chilling truth that's never known By whispered word or sharpened steel We turn the gears and spin the wheel We are the debt, the final wager We are the Cloak and Daggers (Verse 2) But when the whispers aren't enough, when secrets fail to bind The Daggers move, a silent bluff, and leave no trace behind We serve the crown with loyal breath, a swift and final art To weave a tapestry of death and play a vital part A glint of moonlight on a roof, a ghost in halls of stone We are the cold, efficient proof the King is not alone But loyalty can have a price, a service to be paid So foreign gold can still entice a consecrated blade (Chorus) We are the shadow on the throne The chilling truth that's never known By whispered word or sharpened steel We turn the gears and spin the wheel We are the debt, the final wager We are the Cloak and Daggers (Bridge) Some call it treason, some call it trade A golden purse for a promise made But every coin from distant shores Just bars our own kingdom's doors Is loyalty a flag you fly? Or the silent service money can buy? The crown knows well the double game we play And turns its head the other way (Chorus) We are the shadow on the throne The chilling truth that's never known By whispered word or sharpened steel We turn the gears and spin the wheel We are the debt, the final wager We are the Cloak and Daggers (Outro) The Cloak conceals... The Dagger seals... The Cloak conceals... The Dagger seals... History is written by the victor's rage
