[Intro – Choir Hum + Theatre Ambience]
[—> Soft choir humming a slow, minor melody]
[—> Background: creaking wood, distant applause, curtain ropes tightening]
[—> Voice (elegant, male)]
“Ladies and gentlemen… silence your doubts. Tonight… we bleed for the encore.”
[→ CRASH into guitars with orchestral stabs]
[→ Drumline hits like thunder]
[→ Into Verse 1]
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[Verse 1 – Spoken / Dramatic Cadence]
Act one: the crowd was wide-eyed, blind
No script, no lines — just death in rhyme
The spotlight screamed, the curtains grinned
And something took the stage within
No breath between the actor’s lines
He moved like bones beneath the spine
And when he bowed to end the scene—
His smile was split and full of teeth
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[Pre-Chorus – Tension Rising, Clean Melody]
This play was never fiction
I saw the blood behind the scene
They whispered through the rafters
And pulled the strings inside of me
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[Chorus – Choir + Clean/Scream Dual Vocals]
Raise the curtain, kill the light
Let the shadows feed tonight
Every script was carved in skin
Every line let evil in
The audience won’t leave their seats
Their eyes sewn shut, their silence bleeds
So when I say this final line—
Don’t clap
Just run
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[Verse 2 – Faster Flow, More Aggression]
The usher grinned with hollow eyes
The orchestra screamed lullabies
I took the lead but not the role—
Something else had paid the toll
I flipped the page and found my name
In every death, in every flame
This play’s not fake — it’s bound in bone
The stage is hell. And I’m the throne.
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[Breakdown – Ice Nine Kills Style: Cinematic, Violent, Orchestral]
DROP THE CURTAIN—SLICE THE SCENE!
THIS ACT IS NOT A F*ING DREAM!
TEAR THE SCRIPT AND SNAP THE STRINGS!
THE DEVIL DIRECTS EVERYTHING!
[→ Violins screech in between chug riffs]
[→ Background screams echo like a possessed crowd]
[→ (“Encore! Encore!”)layered in distorted chants]
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[Bridge – Clean Vocals + Spoken Word Underneath]
[Clean singing]
I wore the mask too long… it fit too well
Now every breath becomes a spell
[Spoken voice beneath]
“You gave them blood… now give them soul.”
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[Breakdown 2 – Doom Slow, Possession Climax]
LIGHTS OUT. FINAL BREATH.
TAKE A BOW. THIS IS DEATH.
NO REHEARSAL. NO ESCAPE.
YOU WERE WRITTEN BY MISTAKE.
[→ Slow, crushing breakdown with timpani drums, deep growls, choir echoing above]
[→ Every beat feels like a coffin nail]
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[Final Chorus – Huge, Choir-Backed, Grand Finale Style]
Raise the curtain, kill the light
Let the shadows feed tonight
The seats are full of silent screams
The stage is soaked in shattered dreams
No standing ovation, just the end
A crowd of ghosts, no need to pretend
And when I speak this final line—
Don’t clap
Just run
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[Outro – Curtain Drop + One Final Whisper]
[—> Curtain rope creaks]
[—> Crowd begins slow, eerie applause]
[—> A soft whisper]
“Bravo…”
[→ Blackout]
[→ Silence]
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