[instrumental intro] [quiet synthetic pulse] [distant radio static] [soft whispered voices panning left and right] [Verse] The vox channels were so quiet, the voices still and cold, Their owners were all frozen, from the news that they were told, One solider swore he saw them, another claimed he lied, The serpent was among them, its fangs were deep inside, The orders changed at midnight, and their names were rearranged, The war reports were altered, and a victory was changed, Most souls were none the wiser, all faces had stayed the same, But the serpent always knew, who wore a different name. [Chorus] Who are you calling traitor, if the traitor wears your face? When every oath is worthless, every name can be replaced? You may chase the serpents tail, you shall never see its end, A blade bearing your name, may be the one you called a friend! [verse] A captain gave his order that arrived before his death, A legend gasped a password before his final breath, A cultist killed his prophet, then reported back the crime, A hundred hidden pieces moved according to a design, For each lie that is exposed, two more will retake its place, A new plan will be crafted, and hidden without a trace, Somewhere within this darkness, the two brothers shared a throne, Maybe one was standing there... Or maybe neither stood alone. [Chorus] Who are you calling traitor, if the traitor wears your face? When every oath is worthless, every name can be replaced? You may chase the serpents tail, you shall never see its end, A blade bearing your name, may be the one you called a friend! [bridge] Perhaps there were two brothers that became the serpent's skin, Perhaps there was a legion that chose to wear their kin, Perhaps the war was over long before the battle came, Perhaps the victory mattered less than ever knowing who to blame... [Chorus] Who are you calling traitor, if the traitor wears your face? When every oath is worthless, every name can be replaced? You may chase the serpents tail, you shall never see its end, A blade bearing your name, may be the one you called a friend! [outro] [instrumental] [glitching synths] [distorted radio transmissions] [quiet footsteps] [whispered voices layered together] Who gave the order? [whisper] (We did.) Who shot the bullet? [whisper] (We did.) Who betrayed the fleet? [whispers] (We did.) Who is Alpharius? [long silence] [dozens of whispers] We are...
