[Intro] [feedback squeal, drummer counting in] Circle up Check your grimoire, clown You about to be the lesson Not the legend [Verse 1] Step in the ring in my blood-red cloak Sigils on my skin, every rune I wrote You a bargain-bin mage with a cracked old book I craft new curses, you copy my hooks (ha) I twist storms from a side-eye glance You still need chalk just to take a stance Your wand’s just driftwood My hands? Straight wrath I bend time in half You trip over math I turned gods into glass, then I drank ‘em You summon weak shades I enslave phantoms You mutter four words, candles all fizzle I spit one curse Your whole spine sizzles [Chorus] You cast trash spells I cast death knells (hey!) Every bar a sigil Every breath, hell You chant slow scrolls I rip souls whole I’m the apex hex You’re a cheap side show You cast trash spells I cast death knells When I draw that circle Worlds get expelled You chant soft lies I split dark skies I’m the last incantation You’re the warning sign [Verse 2] You stagger on stage in a thrift-store cape Whispering rhymes that my cauldron would hate Call yourself “warlock” More like warped lock Rust in your aura Key to a shut shop You flex on familiars that never came back I ride drakes into battle, claws digging tracks Your pact’s on layaway, payment declined My mark on the moon Your mark? Offline You burned one town ‘cause you lost your aim I razed ten realms and forgot their names You waving that staff like it means something I snap it in half Make your bones start drumming (wake up) [Bridge] [breakdown riff slams in] (Go!) Draw your circle, boy I step through squares Fold your field Wear your fear like flares You raise dead armies I erase their graves You swear you bound me? I just bent your chains [Chorus] You cast trash spells I cast death knells (oh!) Every bar a sigil Every breath, hell You chant slow scrolls I rip souls whole I’m the apex hex You’re a cheap side show You cast trash spells I cast death knells When I draw that circle Worlds get expelled You chant soft lies I split dark skies I’m the last incantation You’re the warning sign

rap, Ferocious hybrid of live death metal band and hard-hitting trap kit, female vocals switching between razor-edged rap and guttural screams. Guitars in drop tuning with dissonant riffs, blast-beat drums in the verses, halftime slam in the hook. Crowd-chant gang vocals on key insults, feedback squeals between lines, and a brutal breakdown that lets the vocal ride over chugs and pinched harmonics., death metal

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