[Intro] [A hazy, shimmering guitar chord progression. A simple, hypnotic bassline. Drums enter with a sparse, driving beat.] [Verse 1] [Vocals are a breathy, melodic, almost sensual croon] The Bishop's room was pretty A new coat of paint... in red I watched the rope swing him, a new kind of god Asleep in his own head You look so pretty when you're dead [Verse 2] [Vocals remain serene and detached] The crowd became a current And pulled the Magistrate to sea I saw his suit get torn, his bones were turned to sand It felt... like a dream to me And tonight... you will see [Chorus] [Music explodes into a wall of heavy, down-tuned, churning guitar. Vocals become a piercing, desperate scream.] I FEEL THE SWARM! INSIDE MY VEINS! THE GHOSTS OF YOU! THEY SCREAM OUR NAMES! WE'LL PUSH TONIGHT! AND TEAR YOU THROUGH! A UNIVERSE! INSIDE OF YOU! [Verse 3] [Music drops back to the ethereal verse style] I sit with you, the Duke We're watching slides upon the wall Of all your favorite art, their skin like porcelain Before you made them fall I brought a knife... to show you it all [Chorus] [Explosion of sound and screams] I FEEL THE SWARM! INSIDE MY VEINS! THE GHOSTS OF YOU! THEY SCREAM OUR NAMES! WE'LL PUSH TONIGHT! AND TEAR YOU THROUGH! A UNIVERSE! INSIDE OF YOU! [Bridge] [Music becomes very quiet and atmospheric. Guitars are clean and drenched in reverb. Bass carries the melody. Vocals are a close-mic'd whisper.] I trace a line... across your cheek You're crying now... you look so weak And all the girls... and all the boys Are here with us... they miss their toys So I'll carve... a little smile for them On you... [Outro] [The song builds slowly from the quiet bridge. The guitars get heavier, the drums build. Chino starts a low chant that builds in intensity until it's a full scream.] Push... We push... We push it through... I'll push it through! [The song erupts one last time into the heavy chorus riff, but with only screaming vocals over it for 30 seconds before ending abruptly on a final, massive guitar chunk.]
