(Industrial Metal / Rapcore / Nu-Metal / Metalcore) [BPM: 182] [Tuning: Drop A] [Energy: Violent, chaotic, apocalyptic] [SIRENS] [HELICOPTERS] [DISTORTED CARNIVAL LAUGHTER] [INTRO — Spoken / Radio Filter | 72 BPM] “Welcome… drivers… To another round… of… TWISTED… METAL…” [ENGINE REVVING] [GUITAR FEEDBACK RISE] [FULL BAND DROP — 182 BPM] [DOUBLE KICK BLAST] [GUITAR SHREDDING] [VERSE 1 — Rapcore Flow | Low Octave] Burn rubber through the dead city lights Missiles in the sky while the whole world ignites Every psycho got a reason to kill tonight One wish from Calypso got ‘em ready to die tonight Roadkill swervin’ through the smoke with rage Axel grindin’ chains like a beast unchained Mr. Grimm ridin’ death down the freeway lanes Sweet Tooth laughin’ while the whole block flames [HALF-TIME BREAKDOWN] Minion crush steel like a war machine Spectre stay ghost where the eyes don’t see Outlaw still scream “LAW AND ORDER” While bullets rain down from the sky like mortar Everybody got pain Everybody got scars Everybody got blood in the back of their cars Everybody think THEY gon’ beat the game— Till Calypso twists every word that they say [PRE-CHORUS — Rising Melody | +1 Octave] Fight… Drive… Kill to survive… One road… No soul… Just fire inside… [VOCAL HOLD] “YOOOOOU WANT A WIIIIIIIIISH—?!” [CHORUS — Huge Anthemic Hook] [SCREAMED + CLEAN LAYERED VOCALS] WE RIDE — TO THE EDGE OF THE FIRE WE CRASH — JUST TO FEED THE DESIRE ONE LAST WISH BEFORE WE DIE CALYPSO WATCHES WITH A SMILE NO GODS NO PEACE JUST TWISTED METAL IN THE STREETS [GUTTURAL SCREAM] “LET THE WHOLE WORLD BUUUUUURN!!” [GUITAR DIVEBOMB] [VERSE 2 — Fast Rap Delivery | 182 BPM] Blackfield asylum voices in my brain Every driver here got trauma and pain Needles Kane got flames where his face should be Laughin’ while he hangs out the ice cream machine Hammerhead slam through the barricades hard Warthog roll deep like a military god Yellowjacket runnin’ down civilians for sport And Darkside pullin’ corpses back to the fort [SCRATCH FX + INDUSTRIAL BEAT] This ain’t glory This ain’t fame This is broken people playin’ Calypso’s game You want revenge? You want wealth? You want power? You want health? Doesn’t matter what you beg for in the end— The wish comes back like a knife again [BREAKDOWN — 95 BPM] [DOWN-TEMPO RIFF] [DISTORTED SIRENS] [DEMONIC SCREAMS] NO! ONE! LEAVES! CLEAN! NO! ONE! ESCAPES! THE MACHINE! [CALL-OUT] “TWISTED!” “METAL!” “TWISTED!” “METAL!” [CROWD CHANT] [SOLO SECTION — 210 BPM FEEL] [GUITAR SHREDDING SOLO] [WHAMMY CHAOS] [DRUM BLASTS] [INDUSTRIAL SYNTH SWELLS] [BRIDGE — Atmospheric | Higher Octave] And the winner stands alone… Smoke rising from the broken chrome… Bodies burning in the snow… Calypso waits beside his throne… [WHISPERED] “So… what… is your wish…?” [FINAL CHORUS — Double-Time Feel] WE RIDE — LIKE APOCALYPSE RIDERS WE BLEED — THROUGH THE ENGINE FIRES ONE LAST SHOT BEFORE THE NIGHT ONLY ONE DRIVER SURVIVES WE FIGHT WE KILL WE BECOME THE THINGS WE HATE [HIGH SCREAM HOLD] “CALYYYYYYYYYYYYPSOOOOOOOOOOO!!” [OUTRO — Slow Collapse | 60 BPM] [STATIC] [BURNING FIRE] “You got your wish…” “…but not the way you wanted…” [DISTANT SWEET TOOTH LAUGHTER] [END]
