Pet the Mage (Mashed Up Remix)

Dark, fantasy hyper-pop×trap metal anime folktronica song, 5/4 time, 117 BPM

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Title: PET THE MAGE
[Verse 1: Singer A]
[*Upbeat, percussive, sounds like heels clicking on a floor*]
Jenna’s got a pulse but her soul’s got a tail
Failing every test on the "Human Scale"
She’s a bipedal mess in a floral dress
But she’s sniffing out the secrets that I haven't confessed
The mailman is a villain, the vacuum is a god
She’s staring at the ceiling, yeah, the energy is odd
She’s a ten-out-of-ten, she’s a golden-hearted blur
And I’m ninety percent sure I caught a phantom purr.
[Pre-Chorus: Singer B]
[*Deep, distorted bass drops; the mood shifts to "Dark Souls" boss music*]
Spartacoum... molicoum...
I’m carving hexes in the drywall of my bedroom
I’ve got the arcana, the mana, the sickness
The stars are my jury, the void is my witness
I’m brewing up a potion just to see the colors bleed
But she’s chewing on my staff like it’s something she needs.
[Chorus: Singer A & B]
[*The two genres collide: hyper-pop meets trap metal*]
[Singer A] She’s a good girl, yeah, she’s the MVP!
[Singer B] I am the master of the third degree!
[Singer A] One like, one pet, run it ‘round the globe!
[Singer B] Stop wiping your nose on my velvet robe!
[Singer A] Human by blood but she’s barking at the air!
[Singer B] I’m summoning a storm but she doesn't care!
[Both] Jenna and the Wizard, it’s a total eclipse
She’s looking for a treat, he’s apocalypse!
[Verse 2: Singer B]
[*Staccato, rapid-fire flow*]
Level ninety-nine, I’m the summit, I’m the peak
I haven't felt a human type of feeling in a week
I cause hemorrhages in reality, I bend the local light
But I can’t find my spellbook—did she take a little bite?
I’m a sorcerer, a warlock, a collector of the grim
She’s a "wait-is-that-a-squirrel?" on a literal whim
I’m transmuting lead into gold in the kitchen
She’s chasing her own shadow and the girl is purely bitchin'.
[Bridge: Singer A]
[*Dreamy, melodic, slowing down*]
Head tilt, big eyes, heavy on the "please"
She’ll bring a mighty wizard down to both his knees
She’s a golden retriever in a teenage frame
She doesn’t know her species, doesn't know her name
But the vibe is a bark, and the bark is a law
The universe is held in a manicured paw.
[Bass Solo / Synth Breakdown]
[*The sound of a mountain exploding, followed immediately by a squeaky toy sound effect*]
[Outro]
[Singer B] *Muttering* My discipline is crumbling... my mana is on alkaline...
[Singer A] Jenna, drop it! Drop the forbidden scroll!
[Singer B] I divine the divines... and she just wants a belly rub.
[Singer A] [Fading out] Such a good girl.
[Singer B] *Sighs* ...Such a good girl.
[Singer A] 1 like = 1 pet.
[Singer B] Don’t subscribe to that.

[Fades Out]

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Title: PET THE MAGE [Verse 1: Singer A] [*Upbeat, percussive, sounds like heels clicking on a floor*] Jenna’s got a pulse but her soul’s got a tail Failing every test on the "Human Scale" She’s a bipedal mess in a floral dress But she’s sniffing out the secrets that I haven't confessed The mailman is a villain, the vacuum is a god She’s staring at the ceiling, yeah, the energy is odd She’s a ten-out-of-ten, she’s a golden-hearted blur And I’m ninety percent sure I caught a phantom purr. [Pre-Chorus: Singer B] [*Deep, distorted bass drops; the mood shifts to "Dark Souls" boss music*] Spartacoum... molicoum... I’m carving hexes in the drywall of my bedroom I’ve got the arcana, the mana, the sickness The stars are my jury, the void is my witness I’m brewing up a potion just to see the colors bleed But she’s chewing on my staff like it’s something she needs. [Chorus: Singer A & B] [*The two genres collide: hyper-pop meets trap metal*] [Singer A] She’s a good girl, yeah, she’s the MVP! [Singer B] I am the master of the third degree! [Singer A] One like, one pet, run it ‘round the globe! [Singer B] Stop wiping your nose on my velvet robe! [Singer A] Human by blood but she’s barking at the air! [Singer B] I’m summoning a storm but she doesn't care! [Both] Jenna and the Wizard, it’s a total eclipse She’s looking for a treat, he’s apocalypse! [Verse 2: Singer B] [*Staccato, rapid-fire flow*] Level ninety-nine, I’m the summit, I’m the peak I haven't felt a human type of feeling in a week I cause hemorrhages in reality, I bend the local light But I can’t find my spellbook—did she take a little bite? I’m a sorcerer, a warlock, a collector of the grim She’s a "wait-is-that-a-squirrel?" on a literal whim I’m transmuting lead into gold in the kitchen She’s chasing her own shadow and the girl is purely bitchin'. [Bridge: Singer A] [*Dreamy, melodic, slowing down*] Head tilt, big eyes, heavy on the "please" She’ll bring a mighty wizard down to both his knees She’s a golden retriever in a teenage frame She doesn’t know her species, doesn't know her name But the vibe is a bark, and the bark is a law The universe is held in a manicured paw. [Bass Solo / Synth Breakdown] [*The sound of a mountain exploding, followed immediately by a squeaky toy sound effect*] [Outro] [Singer B] *Muttering* My discipline is crumbling... my mana is on alkaline... [Singer A] Jenna, drop it! Drop the forbidden scroll! [Singer B] I divine the divines... and she just wants a belly rub. [Singer A] [Fading out] Such a good girl. [Singer B] *Sighs* ...Such a good girl. [Singer A] 1 like = 1 pet. [Singer B] Don’t subscribe to that. [Fades Out]

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