Herestocracy

[Narrator] This... thing.... It... frightens me... A calamity.... A plague... the noise... that should not exist.... No.... NO!...... IT'S BACK.... RUUUUN! RUN! RUN! FOR YOUR LIVES! [Verse 1] Run! To mordor and throw this blasphemy in the fire! A perverse sound that feast on poor taste and rings sour! A shriek of nail on chalk it's surging through my spine! Every note like rusty nails planted into a cage of torment! My skull cracks open A melody shaming its name! Even gods won't try to salvage it! A devilishry crafted by savages! Like a wound in salt but somehow worse! A bath of pus in joy reimbursed! [Pre-Chorus] Kneel before the sound of its glory! Blessed by mercy, sharpened by undenied beauty! [Chorus] Let the blackened kazoo defile the flame Devil's might or angel's shame A witchcraft of sound ascending The sanctification descending! "Sir! The Kazoo forces are striking in full power, we're suffering heavy Kazoolties!" "How!? They can't even do power chords!?" "It's the noise sir... it overpowers everything!" "Then our options are gone.... prepare the organ!" "What!? Sir, it's not ready!" "It'll have to be, on the double soldier!" [Verse 2] It's not a silver tongue, it's heresy! A promise rotten under unheard pleas A shrieking pain in notes profane A breath of death, its dooming pain! Ohhh! Bathe in its glory! Heed its beauty! Heretics chant its name in madness blind Teeth grinding beneath their hollowed mind It's mind control not the absolute Bring it down in wrath astute! "The organ is almost ready to fire. Get into positions!" [Break] "We're set to go Sir, on your order!" "Fire! D-D-D-D-DIE! DIE KAZOO! DIE!" [Choir] Kazoo heathens! Your reign will not come! Your kingdom ends Crushed in our hands! [Narrator] Now friends.... This is not how I imagined this tale ending... But alas....sometimes.... suno just can't follow where you want to go.... In those times.... You improvise.... So... that's me... Improvising..... At this moment... The anti-kazoo forces were unleashing their most powerful weapon... The pipe organ.... Ohhhhh! But as it were.... the kazoo forces stood strong... "It's not working sir!" "Increase power! To eleven!" From that that point... There would would have been great solos of pipe organ and kazoo... up to both of them harmonizing... "Oh my god! It's harmonizing!" "What!? NOOOO!" [Break] That's it folks.... This has been the cooked... or rather kazooked story... Of Herestocracy....