[Intro] (Distant chanting, low 808 drone, vinyl crackle, church bell tolling) (Stuttering vocal sample: séance… séance… they speak…) (Ad-lib: The dead kings are talking, and I'm listening) [Verse 1] I heard them call my name from the cracks in the ground A hundred fallen kings with their voices in surround They said, "We wore the crown before you, boy, we thought we were the end But the city eats its rulers, and it never learns to bend" The candles lit themselves, the smoke began to twist And every ghost that whispered had a warning in its fist "Power is a prison if you wear it for the pride And the Necropolis will swallow you from the inside" [Pre-Chorus] They told me 'bout the ones who let the darkness take control The kings who lost their minds, the queens who sold their souls Why do I still listen? Why do I feel the chill? Because I came to rule the city, not to let the city kill [Chorus] Séance in the Necropolis, the dead are speaking now Every fallen ruler taking back their vow They said the throne will break you if you sit it all alone But I'm not here to rule it by the weight of my own stone Séance in the Necropolis, I hear them loud and clear The past is not a prison, it's the echo in my ear Why am I still standing when so many turned to dust? Because I'm not here to haunt this place—I'm here to earn its trust [Verse 2] They showed me kings who rose on hate and fell in shallow graves Queens who craved the darkness and became what they enslaved A king who begged for mercy, a queen who lost her name And the city watched them all dissolve into the flame Then the room went silent, and the smoke began to part And I felt the weight of every ghost press heavy on my heart "You could be like us," they whispered, "or you could break the chain But if you lose yourself to power, you'll never rise again" [Pre-Chorus] They told me 'bout the ones who let the darkness take control The kings who lost their minds, the queens who sold their souls Why do I still listen? Why do I feel the chill? Because I came to rule the city, not to let the city kill [Chorus] Séance in the Necropolis, the dead are speaking now Every fallen ruler taking back their vow They said the throne will break you if you sit it all alone But I'm not here to rule it by the weight of my own stone Séance in the Necropolis, I hear them loud and clear The past is not a prison, it's the echo in my ear Why am I still standing when so many turned to dust? Because I'm not here to haunt this place—I'm here to earn its trust [Bridge] (Stripped back, eerie pads and a single heartbeat 808, delivery low and steady) The kings all faded, but their warnings stayed behind Like smoke upon the altar, like fire in my mind I didn't run, I didn't bow, I didn't curse the dead I just thanked them for the lesson and carried it instead The city's full of ghosts, but I'm still in the fight And the séance left me changed beneath the neon light [Final Chorus] (Full energy, haunting gang vocals on "séance") Séance in the Necropolis, the dead are speaking now Every fallen ruler taking back their vow They said the throne will break you if you sit it all alone But I'm not here to rule it by the weight of my own stone Séance in the Necropolis, I hear them loud and clear The past is not a prison, it's the echo in my ear Why am I still standing when so many turned to dust? Because I'm not here to haunt this place—I'm here to earn its trust [Outro] (Church bell fades, stuttering vocal sample: séance… listen… rise…) (One final 808 hit, then silence)
