Dead Hope Joke

[Dead Cold Open | Single dissonant bass note, one dry snare crack, silence:] [Guttural Snarl:] "Here's one for you." [The Setup | Sparse isolated chug hits, long silence between each | Lowest Hell-Forged Guttural Growl, no warmup:] You had a hope. (ungh) I had a joke. (ungh) Guess which one of us is still standing. (haaa) [The Punchline Hits | Full band detonates with zero warning — half-time slam, bass thundering forefront | Guttural Growl erupting into Fry-Scream:] ALL OF MY JOKES ARE CONSTRUCTED FROM ALL OF YOUR DEAD FUCKING HOPES! (GRAHH — every last one) EVERY HOPE YOU EVER WHISPERED INTO ANYTHING — BECAME THE MATERIAL! (EHHH~~~ — thank you) YOU BUILT THE SETLIST, I JUST DELIVERED THE SHOW! (ungh — dead hope joke) [Verse | Groove locks in, bass elastic ascending runs trading with guitar | Inhuman Snarl layered beneath Guttural Growl:] You believed in things — that's where you made the first mistake, every belief is just a joke that hasn't landed yet. (hah — hasn't landed) I catalogued each one of them with patience, every dream you nursed, every plan you made, every god you prayed to when the walls were closing in — (GRAHH — wrote it down) all of it filed under material. (ungh — flawless material) [Dead Hope Chorus | Earthquaking half-time slam, all cymbals, maximum void between hits | Maxed-Out Multi-Layered Stack:] DEAD HOPE JOKE! (GRAHH!) THAT'S ALL YOU EVER WERE TO ME! (EHHH~~~) EVERY HOPE YOU EVER HAD DIED LAUGHING — AND THE LAUGH BELONGED TO ME! (DEAD — HOPE — JOKE) DEAD HOPE JOKE! THE PUNCHLINE IS YOUR EULOGY! (AHHK~~) YOUR EULOGY! [The Worst Bit | Drums drop to single kick, bass alone | Cold Guttural Proclamation, almost gentle:] [Guttural Snarl:] "The funniest part — and I want you to really hear this — is that you kept making new ones. New hopes. Right up until the end. Like you thought I was gonna run out of material. …I never run out of material." [BREAKDOWN 1 | Half-time into quarter-time crawl, shaped drop riffs detonating, spaced china crashes | Guttural Growl at absolute lowest:] THE HOPE DROPS DEAD! THE JOKE LANDS CLEAN! (ungh — ungh — ungh) FUNNIEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN! (DEAD — DEAD — DEAD) EVERY HOPE A SETUP LINE! (ungh — ungh — UNGH!) [Second Verse | Frantic groove, fastest tempo yet, bass firing rapid octave runs | Fry-Screamed Guttural erupting mid-line:] You prayed to outcomes — I took notes on all of them, you built a future — I bookmarked every brick, (EHHH~~~) You raised your hands to something — I just raised the mic, your devotion was the setup and your collapse was the trick. (hah — the trick) Every single dead hope in your chest right now has my fingerprints on the bullet casing — (GRAHH) I didn't kill them. I just wrote them better endings. [Dead Hope Chorus | All instruments full chaos | Full Maxed-Out Vocal Stack:] DEAD HOPE JOKE! (GRAHH!) THAT'S ALL YOU EVER WERE TO ME! (EHHH~~~) EVERY HOPE YOU EVER HAD DIED LAUGHING — AND THE LAUGH BELONGED TO ME! (DEAD — HOPE — JOKE) DEAD HOPE JOKE! THE PUNCHLINE IS YOUR EULOGY! (AHHK~~) YOUR EULOGY! (FUCK~~~) [BREAKDOWN 2 | Heaviest slam — slowest half-time stomp, maximum syncopated void, double-bass flooding every gap, dive-bomb through the seam | All vocals stacked simultaneously:] ALL OF MY JOKES ARE CONSTRUCTED FROM ALL OF YOUR DEAD FUCKING HOPES! (ungh — — ungh — — ungh) EVERY LAST DEAD FUCKING ONE! ( — DEAD — — JOKE — ) EVERY HOPE YOU HAD I HARVESTED AND TURNED INTO THE BIT! THE FUNNIEST THING YOU EVER DID WAS EXIST! (ungh — ungh — ungh — UNGH!) [Outro | Single dry snare crack returning from the cold open, one dissonant bass note fading, silence:] [Guttural Snarl, barely audible:] "…That one always kills." [Snare Crack — Silence.]