The Ritual

[Screaming Singer, Harsh Male Singer] [88 BPM] [Intro] [Drums] [Guitars] [Interlude] [Verse 1] Candles lit, pentagram drawn, We’re summoning evil 'til the break of dawn. Got the hooded robes, and the goat’s skull too, But Larry brought sage… what’s he tryin’ to do? The chants start up, the Latin’s weak, And the demon we summoned looks half asleep. [Chorus] It’s the ritual that never goes right, A mess of curses, spells, and fright. We’re trying to summon, but it’s all in vain, 'Cause every time, something kills the game. [Interlude] [Verse 2] Jenny’s phone goes off mid-sacrifice, Some cheesy ringtone, nearly paid the price. The blood we poured, turns out it’s red wine, And the sacrificial dagger’s from Amazon Prime. The altar tips, the skull rolls off, And the demon just stares, then scoffs. [Chorus] It’s the ritual where nothing’s smooth, Missteps in the black magic groove. Summoning darkness? We can only try, But it’s hard when you laugh 'til you cry. [Bridge] The goat ran off, the candles died, Larry’s Latin makes spirits hide. Even Satan himself wouldn’t waste his time, With an amateur hour in ritual rhyme. [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Smoke fills the room, too much incense, Someone forgot half the ingredients. We chanted wrong, it’s total disgrace, Now we’ve summoned a demon with a baby face. He looks at us all, with a judging stare, Like, “You guys don’t belong here, I swear.” [Chorus] It’s the ritual, the botched occult, Satan’s laughing, it's all our fault. Evil plans drowned in total shame, Now every dark spirit’s forgetting our name. [Outro] We pack it up, call it a night, The demon yawns and waves goodbye. Next week we’ll try, with new supplies, But you know we’re just doomed to improvised lies. The ritual… will never go right. [Fade out to a single note] [End] [Screaming Singer, Harsh Male Singer] [88 BPM] [Intro] [Drums] [Guitars] [Interlude] [Verse 1] Candles lit, pentagram drawn, We’re summoning evil 'til the break of dawn. Got the hooded robes, and the goat’s skull too, But Larry brought sage… what’s he tryin’ to do? The chants start up, the Latin’s weak, And the demon we summoned looks half asleep. [Chorus] It’s the ritual that never goes right, A mess of curses, spells, and fright. We’re trying to summon, but it’s all in vain, 'Cause every time, something kills the game. [Interlude] [Verse 2] Jenny’s phone goes off mid-sacrifice, Some cheesy ringtone, nearly paid the price. The blood we poured, turns out it’s red wine, And the sacrificial dagger’s from Amazon Prime. The altar tips, the skull rolls off, And the demon just stares, then scoffs. [Chorus] It’s the ritual where nothing’s smooth, Missteps in the black magic groove. Summoning darkness? We can only try, But it’s hard when you laugh 'til you cry. [Bridge] The goat ran off, the candles died, Larry’s Latin makes spirits hide. Even Satan himself wouldn’t waste his time, With an amateur hour in ritual rhyme. [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Smoke fills the room, too much incense, Someone forgot half the ingredients. We chanted wrong, it’s total disgrace, Now we’ve summoned a demon with a baby face. He looks at us all, with a judging stare, Like, “You guys don’t belong here, I swear.” [Chorus] It’s the ritual, the botched occult, Satan’s laughing, it's all our fault. Evil plans drowned in total shame, Now every dark spirit’s forgetting our name. [Outro] We pack it up, call it a night, The demon yawns and waves goodbye. Next week we’ll try, with new supplies, But you know we’re just doomed to improvised lies. The ritual… will never go right. [Fade out to a single note] [End] The ritual… will never go right. [Fade out to a single note] [End]