[Intro] [Eerie music-box melody playing out of tune] (Manic whispering, very close to mic) P-p-p-p-pad the walls. Soften. Pad the walls. Smiling. [Abrupt heavy drop-C guitar riff with fast tribal toms] (High-pitched psycho scream) Waaaah! Swallow the pill! [Verse 1] (Extremely fast, rhythmic staccato delivery, stuttering) Sugar on the medicine, powder on the tongue! Singing hallelujah till the oxygen is wrung! Bottle up the misery, sell it as a cure! Keep the congregation so sedated and secure! (Quirky, nasal backing vocal: P-p-p-p-paralyzed!) Chew on the plastic and worship the brand! Welcome the leash to the wonderland! [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars shift to a haunting, majestic Middle-Eastern scale] [A classic EDM snare roll starts in the background, getting faster] (Soaring, theatrical operatic vocals) We’re building a kingdom of velvet and chains... [Snare roll turns into a furious blast-beat] (Aggressive roar) Until the lobotomy reigns! [Chorus] [MASSIVE HARDSTYLE DROP!] [150 BPM heavily distorted raw kick drum mixed with crushing metal guitars] [Screeching euphoric synth melody layered over the chaos] Choke on the sugar and swallow the lie! Look at the vultures painting the sky! (Background chanting: Kick! Kick! Kick!) Chemical halos and hospital beds! We're planting the roses inside of our heads! (Deep guttural growl: FEVER!) [Verse 2] [Beat cuts completely. Sudden transition to a slow, creepy acoustic guitar waltz] (Soft, unstable singing, sounding slightly insane) Look to the left, look to the right, purchase the venom, surrender the fight... Everything sparkles so beautifully in the fluorescent light. [Sudden explosion of heavy tribal drumming and clanking bass] (Fast, aggressive shouting) W-w-w-why is the water so bitter?! We’re drowning inside of the glitter! [Bridge] [Tempo slows down to a painfully slow, sludgy doom metal riff] (Deep, monstrous, slow growls) Breathe. Consume. Breathe. Obey. [A piercing hardstyle synth screech slowly fades in, pitch rising continuously] (Whispered, frantic) The fever is rising now. The fever is rising now. [Synth reaches maximum pitch, fast drum fill] (Screamed at the absolute top of the lungs) WAKE UP! [Chorus] [Explosive return to the Hardstyle Drop, now with double-kick metal pedal] [Maximum chaotic volume, screech synths and guitars competing] Choke on the sugar and swallow the lie! Look at the vultures painting the sky! (Background chanting: Kick! Kick! Kick!) Chemical halos and hospital beds! We're planting the roses inside of our heads! [Outro] [The Hardstyle kick turns into an impossibly fast machine-gun blast beat] [Guitars sliding frantically down the fretboard] (Rapid, stuttering shouts) P-p-p-p-pad it! (Soften!) Pad it! (Soften!) P-p-p-p-paralyze! [Sudden stop. Absolute silence.] [A single, tiny acoustic triangle *ding*] (Satisfied sigh)
