''Grave Verdict Judge Dredd versus Judge Death''

Verse 1 Sirens carve scars through the city’s throat, Steel fists tighten on justice’s coat. Dredd’s shadow grinds where the wicked crawl— A judge, a gun, a one-man wall. But the air turns sour, a corpse-rot hymn, A gavel cracks where the light grows dim. Death slinks in, a plague without breath: “Your law’s a lie. The true verdict’s… death.” Pre-Chorus No chains hold what the grave unties, Death’s grin splits the throat of the skies. “All life’s guilty—why let it persist?” Dredd chambers a round through the static mist: “Then I’ll judge you. Sentence: resist.” Chorus Two judges clash where the damned convene, Law’s last spark vs. Death’s machine. One bleeds order, one breathes decay, Mega-City’s heart ripped from the fray. No mercy carved in their granite creed, A fist for life, a scythe for the bleed. Eternity’s court—no appeal, no pause, The living law defies the dead’s dark jaws. Verse 2 Death’s touch rots the courthouse floor, “Your world’s a wound. I’ll end the war.” Dredd’s boot crushes necrotic bone, “You’ll choke on my verdict alone.” Ghosts shriek as their judge is struck, Dredd’s knuckles rust with undead muck. Reality fractures—Deadworld’s scream, But the Lawgiver barks, “This is my dream.” Bridge Death writhes, a worm in hell’s own light, “You’ll tire, mortal. The grave’s your rite.” Dredd’s voice grinds, “I don’t sleep. I don’t break. The law’s my pulse. You’ll die in its wake.” Chorus Two judges clash where the damned convene, Law’s last spark vs. Death’s machine. One bleeds order, one breathes decay, Mega-City’s heart ripped from the fray. No tombstone tallies who stood or fled— Just Dredd’s growl: “I am the law. Outro The city breathes, but the dark still seethes, A phantom gavel rasps through its sheathe. Dredd rides on, but the reaper’s vow lingers, Echoing deep where the last lawfinger Points to the void: “This trial won’t cease. Life’s my jurisdiction. Death? Release.”