For people like us,
Living in a place
Of demons and monsters
Is reality.
Our words are our weapons,
Our rhyme and rhythm our only defense.
Our comrades the others like us,
For we are all Silvertongues
In our own right.
The two greatest gifts given to us
Are the ability to create
And the ability to destroy.
But only we,
The Silvertongues,
Can do both with the written word,
And on the same page.