A Whisper Cuts Deep [ENG]

Written by John Paul Bantigue YAKUN (feat. KYUBI) BMI • IPI/CAE 01366401460 © 2025 John Paul Bantigue ℗ 2025 John Paul Bantigue • JP Bantigue Records jpbbantigue.com Court of Masks album: https://suno.com/playlist/b08dd599-b196-4425-81c3-b84f3b3e3eac Even the dark holds its breath for me. I walk where starlight fears to glow, soft as secrets courts don’t show. Every hush becomes a thread I pull until the truth lies dead. Your heartbeat drifts in trembling arcs; I read its script between the sparks. For death need never leap nor weep— the sharpest cuts are coaxed… not steep. Lean in closer— let your silence speak. My hand is gentle… my truth is bleak. I am the whisper— Assassin in your breath. I wait in places where your fear rehearses death. No cry, no clamor— just a promise that I keep. Remember this quiet… a whisper cuts deep. Your shadow bends before my stride, knowing there is nowhere left to hide. Courtiers kneel on borrowed grace— I watch them tremble face to face. A dozen lies in gilded rows— I choose the one your pulse bestows. step to the stillness, follow the fire, I move with purpose… and end with quiet desire. Lean in closer— feel the moment break. My blade is patient… for your soul’s own sake. I am the whisper— Assassin in your breath. Your heartbeat falters when it dances near my step. No storm, no thunder— just a vow I softly reap. Remember this silence… a whisper cuts deep. I chase no footsteps— they come to me. One calm question… and all truths bleed free. I am the whisper the Court pretends to keep— but fear unfolds when I rise from the deep. A flick of silver, a promise I sweep… and the Court remembers: a whisper cuts deep.