Stage Lights & Last Rites

[Intro – Slow, ominous build over ringing feedback] "Dim the lights. Cue the curtain. This one’s gonna hurt." [Verse 1 – Crunchy, slow-burning riff] I’ve played for the living, I’ve played for the damned, With chords that cut deeper Than any blade in your hand. The crowd’s just a graveyard With the pulse turned loud— I’m the priest of distortion, And tonight, I bless the crowd. [Pre-Chorus – Snare hits like a countdown] Your ticket’s not for a show— It’s for your last confession. I don’t do music… I do possession. [Chorus – Big, booming gang shouts + melodic lead] 🎶 Stage lights and last rites, Under the glow of the killing night. Every note’s a nail, every chord’s a chain, Dragging you down through the roar and the flame. Stage lights and last rites, Pray if you want, you won’t leave upright. This is the sermon where mercy dies— And the spotlight never lies. 🎶 [Verse 2 – Faster, more aggressive riff] The amps hum like tombs Before the doors are sealed, Every solo a scar, Every lyric revealed. I don’t take requests, I take your breath instead— If you came to survive, You bought the wrong thread. [Pre-Chorus – Faster snare roll into drop] Your song is ending here, And I’ve got the setlist. Hope you said goodbye— Because this is reckless. [Chorus – Heavier with double kick under it] 🎶 Stage lights and last rites, Under the glow of the killing night. Every note’s a nail, every chord’s a chain, Dragging you down through the roar and the flame. Stage lights and last rites, Pray if you want, you won’t leave upright. This is the sermon where mercy dies— And the spotlight never lies. 🎶 [Bridge – Spoken over slow chugging breakdown] "No encore. No tomorrow. Only the note that outlives you." [Final Chorus – Slowed, then explodes with layered screams and melody] 🎶 Stage lights and last rites, Your name burns out in electric white. Every beat’s a blow, every chord’s a brand, You’re not in the crowd—you’re in my hand. Stage lights and last rites, Last breath stolen in the killing night. This is the moment where gods won’t save— And the spotlight marks your grave. 🎶 [Outro – Sustained guitar scream fading into dead silence] "Service concluded."