The Faces Of Spades (The Ancient Ones Within)

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[Verse 1: The Illusion (The Good Guy)]
[Male Vocals - Soft, Melodic, almost Sad]
I’m the man that you meet at the Sunday feast
I’m the one taming the nature of the beast
Big hands, big heart, fixing every broken toy
The model husband and the golden hearted boy
I’m the father with the arms wide like open doors
Cleaning up the messes on the kitchen floor
I pay the bills, I wipe the tears, I hold the line
I tell the family that everything is doing fine
[Scary Male vocals - Eerie Harmony]
But look a little closer at the pupils in the light
There’s a shadow moving in the middle of the night
The perfect picture frame is starting to crack
The good guy is leaving and he isn't coming back

[Chorus]
[BEAT DROP -BOOMING 808s]
[Demons Screaming Unison]
SPADES GOT FACES! Shifting in the dark!
Tearing up the spirit and leaving a mark!
Angels! Monsters! Trading places!
You running from the demon but you love the chases!
Smile like a Savior! Eyes like a Cage!
Turning up the violence and turning the page!
SPADES GOT FACES! Faces! Faces!
Welcome to the nightmare that nobody erases!

[Verse 2: The Jester (The Psychotic Clown)]
[Music switches to a distorted Jack in the box musical-with circus twist Circus Melody mixed with Metal]
[Male Vocals - High Pitched, Manic, Glitchy, Psychotic Giggles]
Hee-hee-hee! Did somebody say it’s time to play?!
The Good Guy is boring, so he went away!
I got a painted grin stretching ear to ear
I smell the aroma of your tasty little fear!
Look at my puppets! Look at my toys!
I make ‘em out of dead little girls and boys!
I stick my hand inside and I make ‘em wave hello
We putting on a bloody little puppet show!
I got a machete and I love to make it dance
I’m chopping up your legs so you never got a chance!
Prancing through the blood while the stereo bumps
I’m turning all your family into little meaty stumps!
[Male Vocals - Disgusted/Scared]
He’s laughing while he’s hacking, painting on the walls
Dancing with the bodies in the hallowed halls!

[Chorus]
[Full Metal Chaos]
SPADES GOT FACES! Shifting in the dark!
Tearing up the spirit and leaving a mark!
Angels! Monsters! Trading places!
You running from the demon but you love the chases!
Smile like a Savior! Eyes like a Cage!
Turning up the violence and turning the page!
SPADES GOT FACES! Faces! Faces!
Welcome to the nightmare that nobody erases!

[Bridge]
[Music drops to a Low, Ominous Pulse]
[Sound of chains rattling and deep growling]
[Male Vocals - Very Deep, Demonic Pitch Shift]
The Clown is a joke.
The Father is a lie.
But I am the reason that you all gonna die.
Deep in the abyss...
In the cage of the mind...
The Guardian is waking up to kill mankind.
[Screaming build-up]
NO MORE PUPPETS!
NO MORE MASKS!
ONLY FIRE!

[Verse 3: The Guardian (The Abyss Monster)]
[Tempo slows down to a heavy, sludge-metal beat]
[Male Vocals - Roaring/Guttural]
I AM THE MONSTER BURIED IN THE DEEP
I AM THE NIGHTMARE HAUNTING YOUR SLEEP!
My skin is the magma, my blood is the flame
I’m hunting down the ones who disrespected the name!
You caused the deep hurt? You caused the trauma?
Now you gonna deal with the devil and the drama!
I open up my chest and I swallow you whole
I’m burning up the body and I’m trapping the soul!
Inside of my gut is a furnace of heat
Cooking up the sinners while I’m taking my seat!
You screaming in the fire but there isn't no escape
I’m the final form, the predatory shape!

[Verse 4: The Feast (Ace's Dinner)]
[Fast-paced, aggressive double-time flow]
[Male demons Trading Lines Fast Flow]
We ain't done yet, we got mouths to feed!
(Ace is hungry and he knows what he need!)
I’m ripping off the head and I’m severing the spine!
(This ain't a murder, it’s a dinner time!)
Intestines like spaghetti, organs on the plate
(Ace the Pit Bull is deciding your fate!)
He loves the taste of liver and he loves the taste of heart
(We tearing every single enemy apart!)
Good boy, Ace! Come and get the meat!
(Chewing on the knuckles and the ankles and the feet!)
The Clown brings the bodies, the Monster cooks the stew
(And Spades is the vessel that is coming for you!)
[Guitar Solo - Screeching and Dissonant]

[Outro]
[Everything drops out except a single haunting piano note]
[Layered Whispers - Stereo Panning Left and Right]
Who am I today?
Am I the Dad?
(Giggle) Am I the Clown?
(Growl)Gggrrrrr... Am.. I.. the Beast?!!
[Dog Barking Aggressively]
[Male Spoken - Deep and Low Country  Voice]
Spades got faces.
But Ace got the bone.
Yeah 19 19...I. am...MANY!!!
HAHAHAHAHahahHAhahahHehaheha...!!! I AM SPADES 1919!
(Silence)

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[Intro] [Sound of a heart monitor beeping... then glitching out] [Doctor-Panicked] They’re fighting... Behind the eyes. Diagnosis: Fractured. [Spoken Word] [Male Spoken - Deep & Calm] One body. Too many tenants. I tried to keep the door locked. But the Clown found the key... And the Monster broke the hinges. [Glass shatters] [Verse 1: The Illusion (The Good Guy)] [Male Vocals - Soft, Melodic, almost Sad] I’m the man that you meet at the Sunday feast I’m the one taming the nature of the beast Big hands, big heart, fixing every broken toy The model husband and the golden hearted boy I’m the father with the arms wide like open doors Cleaning up the messes on the kitchen floor I pay the bills, I wipe the tears, I hold the line I tell the family that everything is doing fine [Scary Male vocals - Eerie Harmony] But look a little closer at the pupils in the light There’s a shadow moving in the middle of the night The perfect picture frame is starting to crack The good guy is leaving and he isn't coming back [Chorus] [BEAT DROP -BOOMING 808s] [Demons Screaming Unison] SPADES GOT FACES! Shifting in the dark! Tearing up the spirit and leaving a mark! Angels! Monsters! Trading places! You running from the demon but you love the chases! Smile like a Savior! Eyes like a Cage! Turning up the violence and turning the page! SPADES GOT FACES! Faces! Faces! Welcome to the nightmare that nobody erases! [Verse 2: The Jester (The Psychotic Clown)] [Music switches to a distorted Jack in the box musical-with circus twist Circus Melody mixed with Metal] [Male Vocals - High Pitched, Manic, Glitchy, Psychotic Giggles] Hee-hee-hee! Did somebody say it’s time to play?! The Good Guy is boring, so he went away! I got a painted grin stretching ear to ear I smell the aroma of your tasty little fear! Look at my puppets! Look at my toys! I make ‘em out of dead little girls and boys! I stick my hand inside and I make ‘em wave hello We putting on a bloody little puppet show! I got a machete and I love to make it dance I’m chopping up your legs so you never got a chance! Prancing through the blood while the stereo bumps I’m turning all your family into little meaty stumps! [Male Vocals - Disgusted/Scared] He’s laughing while he’s hacking, painting on the walls Dancing with the bodies in the hallowed halls! [Chorus] [Full Metal Chaos] SPADES GOT FACES! Shifting in the dark! Tearing up the spirit and leaving a mark! Angels! Monsters! Trading places! You running from the demon but you love the chases! Smile like a Savior! Eyes like a Cage! Turning up the violence and turning the page! SPADES GOT FACES! Faces! Faces! Welcome to the nightmare that nobody erases! [Bridge] [Music drops to a Low, Ominous Pulse] [Sound of chains rattling and deep growling] [Male Vocals - Very Deep, Demonic Pitch Shift] The Clown is a joke. The Father is a lie. But I am the reason that you all gonna die. Deep in the abyss... In the cage of the mind... The Guardian is waking up to kill mankind. [Screaming build-up] NO MORE PUPPETS! NO MORE MASKS! ONLY FIRE! [Verse 3: The Guardian (The Abyss Monster)] [Tempo slows down to a heavy, sludge-metal beat] [Male Vocals - Roaring/Guttural] I AM THE MONSTER BURIED IN THE DEEP I AM THE NIGHTMARE HAUNTING YOUR SLEEP! My skin is the magma, my blood is the flame I’m hunting down the ones who disrespected the name! You caused the deep hurt? You caused the trauma? Now you gonna deal with the devil and the drama! I open up my chest and I swallow you whole I’m burning up the body and I’m trapping the soul! Inside of my gut is a furnace of heat Cooking up the sinners while I’m taking my seat! You screaming in the fire but there isn't no escape I’m the final form, the predatory shape! [Verse 4: The Feast (Ace's Dinner)] [Fast-paced, aggressive double-time flow] [Male demons Trading Lines Fast Flow] We ain't done yet, we got mouths to feed! (Ace is hungry and he knows what he need!) I’m ripping off the head and I’m severing the spine! (This ain't a murder, it’s a dinner time!) Intestines like spaghetti, organs on the plate (Ace the Pit Bull is deciding your fate!) He loves the taste of liver and he loves the taste of heart (We tearing every single enemy apart!) Good boy, Ace! Come and get the meat! (Chewing on the knuckles and the ankles and the feet!) The Clown brings the bodies, the Monster cooks the stew (And Spades is the vessel that is coming for you!) [Guitar Solo - Screeching and Dissonant] [Outro] [Everything drops out except a single haunting piano note] [Layered Whispers - Stereo Panning Left and Right] Who am I today? Am I the Dad? (Giggle) Am I the Clown? (Growl)Gggrrrrr... Am.. I.. the Beast?!! [Dog Barking Aggressively] [Male Spoken - Deep and Low Country Voice] Spades got faces. But Ace got the bone. Yeah 19 19...I. am...MANY!!! HAHAHAHAHahahHAhahahHehaheha...!!! I AM SPADES 1919! (Silence)

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