The Tongue of Empires [ENG]

Written by John Paul Bantigue Corin & The Unfinished (feat. 3 Crows) 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 Every treaty is a blade—if sharpened well. I speak where tempers learn to fade, where silence tilts the deals I’ve made. The Court may boast of steel and might, but words redraw the map of night. A softened smile, a steady breath— I guide the room from brink to death. For power bends to those who see the truths that hide in what’s agreed. Come closer, listen— let your guard divide. A single promise can turn the whole court’s tide. I am the Ambassador— the tongue of shifting lands. I move the borders with a whisper in my hands. Your claims may falter, your kingdoms disband— for treaties conquer what no army can withstand. I trade in vows that twist like thread, in quiet truths half left unsaid. A raised brow here, a pause in air— and suddenly you’re standing bare. No throne survives on will alone; no law endures by strength or stone. But influence carried through the hall can make a giant stumble, fall. Seal your intentions— let your pulse confess. A single sentence can undo your emptiness. I am the Ambassador— the breath that breaks your shield. Your feuds unravel when your hidden fears are revealed. Let kings wage conflict, let iron men yield— I redraw empires with the truths your silence sealed. No blade is sharper than a vow you choose to keep. No threat more binding than the promises you reap. I am the Ambassador— the voice that shapes the crown. A quiet gesture that can turn a world around. Let armies gather, let tyrants frown— I wield empires… with a tone that weighs them down. (…speak wisely.)