[INTRO — LOW SUB-BASS RUMBLE, DARK ATMOSPHERE] [FEMALE SPOKEN VOICE — MATURE, DEEP, SMOKY, SULTRY, SLOW AND CONFIDENT] "Mmmm... Devil's Underground Inc..." [SHORT PAUSE — WHISPERING ECHO] "Where darkness has a voice..." [FEMALE VOICE — DEEPER, SINISTER, PLAYFUL] "Presenting... DEVIL... DEATH." [DEEP DEMONIC CHUCKLE — 808 BASS DROP] [THREE CLOCK CHIMES — VINYL CRACKLE — 90S HORRORCORE BEAT] [DEVIL — DEEP GRAVELLY MALE SPOKEN] Heh... well, I'll be damned. That Goth Boy Vampire's got one hell of a night shift! Rob, this one's for your people, brother. CLOCKED OUT INK! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! Hahaha! Turn that shit up! [VERSE 1 — DEVIL ONLY — WICKED HORRORCORE RAP] Midnight hits and the daylight dies, Another crew of misfits opening their eyes. While the whole damn world is crawling into bed, The Night Shift Mob's just getting started instead. Got the freaks and geeks and the ones called strange, People with stories that the world couldn't change. Some got scars that nobody sees, Some just want a place where they're welcome to be. Black roses growing where the moonlight falls, Bass shaking dust off the cemetery walls. Ain't gotta be a vampire, ain't gotta wear black, Just bring some respect when you enter the pack. Three hundred strong and the numbers still grow, Every new voice helps the underground grow. Here's to the ones keeping darkness alive, Devil's raising hell for the whole night shift! [HOOK — DEVIL ONLY — HEAVY RAP-METAL] NIGHT SHIFT MOB! RAISE YOUR HANDS UP HIGH! WE DON'T NEED THE SUN TO LIGHT UP THE SKY! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW! WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT, THAT'S WHEN WE GO! BLACK HEARSE! PURPLE GLOW! LET THAT UNDERGROUND BASS FLOW! FROM THE CRYPT TO THE DEVIL'S BLOCK, THE NIGHT SHIFT MOB DON'T FUCKING STOP! [VERSE 2 — DEVIL ONLY — HORRORCORE BOUNCE] Goth Boy Vampire rolling through the night, Black hearse creeping with its violet lights. Clocked Out Ink with a story to tell, Making music from the shadows he knows so well. Heard the heartbreak hiding in his tracks, Heard the wicked jokes when the horror kicks back. One minute laughing, the next getting deep, The kind of music that follows you to sleep. The Night Shift Mob keeps coming around, Backing their vampire and his underground sound. A comment, a share, a simple hello, Sometimes that's enough to help somebody grow. Black Impala, got my own purple glow, A devilish grin everywhere I go. Ain't here to take another man's throne, Just respect for a kingdom of his own. [HOOK — DEVIL ONLY — GUITARS CRASH] NIGHT SHIFT MOB! RAISE YOUR HANDS UP HIGH! WE DON'T NEED THE SUN TO LIGHT UP THE SKY! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW! WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT, THAT'S WHEN WE GO! BLACK HEARSE! PURPLE GLOW! LET THAT UNDERGROUND BASS FLOW! FROM THE CRYPT TO THE DEVIL'S BLOCK, THE NIGHT SHIFT MOB DON'T FUCKING STOP! [BREAKDOWN — DISTORTED GUITAR — CRUSHING 808] [DEVIL — LOW SPOKEN] Heh... know what I love about the underground? Ain't gotta be famous to make somebody's day. Sometimes one person listening is enough. And Rob? Looks like you got a whole mob! HAHAHAHA! [VERSE 3 — DEVIL ONLY — AGGRESSIVE RAP ROCK] Here's to the ones still awake till dawn, Fighting through the shit while the world moves on. Here's to the artists putting pain in a song, And the voices reminding them to keep holding on. To the strangers becoming familiar names, Here for the music, not fortune or fame. To friendships that haven't happened yet, And every bit of kindness we don't forget. Keep that hearse rolling, let those black wings fly, Night Shift Mob, put your hands to the sky! From crypt to underworld, keep it alive, One wicked anthem for the midnight drive! [FINAL HOOK — DEVIL ONLY — EXPLOSIVE RAP METAL] NIGHT SHIFT MOB! RAISE YOUR HANDS UP HIGH! WE DON'T NEED THE SUN TO LIGHT UP THE SKY! NIGHT SHIFT MOB! LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW! WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT, THAT'S WHEN WE GO! BLACK HEARSE! PURPLE GLOW! LET THAT UNDERGROUND BASS FLOW! FROM THE CRYPT TO THE DEVIL'S BLOCK, THE NIGHT SHIFT MOB DON'T FUCKING STOP! [MUSIC STOPS — SOFT PIANO — FINAL MESSAGE SPOKEN] [DEVIL — DEEP GRAVELLY SPOKEN, NOT SUNG] Heh... alright, Rob. I heard your answer, brother. And I appreciate the hell out of it. You asked if Devil Death would make music with you. Well, hell yeah. We're down! Got a few things to get together first, but when we're ready, we'll reach out. No rush. No pressure. Till then, keep that black hearse rolling. Keep the Night Shift Mob raising hell. From Devil's Underground Inc. to Clocked Out Ink Entertainment... Much respect, brother. Hahaha... see you after midnight. [FINAL CLOCK CHIME — FADE]
