[Intro] [Bouncy pizzicato synth loop starts] [Heavy syncopated sub-bass pulse] [Crisp handclaps] (Yeah...) (Watch your back.) [Verse 1] [Fast staccato vocal delivery, very rhythmic bounce] Focus! Mirrors on the gilded ceiling Smiling but they lost the feeling Selling your soul. Plastic! Everybody's moving fashion Mimicking a fake compassion Playing a role. [Pre-Chorus] [Bass drops out, creeping tension, building snare roll] Every single time you stumble Someone's waiting in the dark to take the crown Oh my god, the air is heavy (Ah-ahh!) Are you ready, are you ready? (Ah-ahh!) Take a look around! [Chorus] [Explosive beat drop, massive stadium brass stabs, heavy distortion] [Huge gang vocals] Here come the hounds! Sniffing the blood upon the grounds And they are so vicious, so vicious, so vicious! Don't make a sound! [Heavy instrumental bounce] (Woah-oh!) Yeah, they'll tear you down! (Woah-oh!) [Verse 2] [Return to the bouncy pizzicato synth and minimal bass] [Lead vocal is close-mic and cynical] Treason! Whispers in the quiet corners Acting like they are the mourners Digging the grave. Poison! Slipping in the holy water Leading lambs unto the slaughter Nothing to save. [Pre-Chorus] [Creeping tension, haunting background vocals] Every single time you stumble Someone's waiting in the dark to take the crown Oh my god, the air is heavy (Ah-ahh!) Are you ready, are you ready? (Ah-ahh!) Take a look around! [Chorus] [Maximum stadium energy, wall of sound] [Huge gang vocals] Here come the hounds! Sniffing the blood upon the grounds And they are so vicious, so vicious, so vicious! Don't make a sound! [Heavy instrumental bounce] (Woah-oh!) Yeah, they'll tear you down! (Woah-oh!) [Bridge] [Music strips back completely] [Only an eerie, slow cello and a ticking hi-hat] Is it any wonder you're terrified? Swallowed by the shadows you try to hide Can you feel the breathing against your neck? Waiting for the moment you finally wreck... [Sudden silence for 1 second] (Fetch.) [Guitar & Brass Break] [Massive, distorted rhythmic drop, aggressive groove] [Chorus] [Absolute peak energy, desperate lead vocals overlapping with choir] Here come the hounds! Sniffing the blood upon the grounds And they are so vicious, so vicious, so vicious! Don't make a sound! [Heavy instrumental bounce] (Woah-oh!) Yeah, they'll tear you down! (Woah-oh!) [Outro] [Music abruptly cuts to just the bouncy pizzicato synth] (Here come the hounds.) (Keep running.) [Fade out on a single handclap]
