Before I Took Your Eye

(Style: Spoken word, dark ambient, menacing whisper, heavy sub-bass drone)

Look at you all, shivering in the dirt.

Holding your breath, praying I don't look your way.

You think this fence keeps you safe?

You think the dark can hide you from me?

(Beat drop: Aggressive industrial electronic drum fill)

Hahahaaaa. Open your eyes. Witness the king.

Now come down into the dust and bleed.

(Style: Heavy 808 trap bounce, fast rhythmic boom-bap rap cadence, aggressive hip-hop delivery)

I am the shadow that swallows your dawn,

A crown made of iron, the sheath is withdrawn.

You shrink in the dirt while I measure your grave,

So tell me, little cowards, which one here is brave?

My spurs are not feathers, they hunger for bone,

I will tear down the yard till I rule here alone.

Look up at my stature, look down at your fear,

Not a single soul breathes who can match me here,

NOPE!

(Style: Breakbeat stops. Heavy alternative rock stomp. Grungy, distorted blues vocal chant)

Yeah you come to snuff the ruler,

Yeah here I come the ruler,

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna DIEEEEEE…

(Style: Massive wall of sound, hard rock instrumentation, soaring grunge vocal melodic scream, unhinged energy)

And ohhhhh, I taunt the black sky!

Yeah, I spit at the sun!

I dare you to move, I dare you to run!

All monies on me, I’m the guaranteed bet

…the gods haven’t found a way to kill me yet-

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna die!

(Style: Instant switch back to clean 808 trap hip-hop beat. Cold, rhythmic, fast rap cadence)

I’ve been a cocky fuck for two thousand years,

I’ve worn a thousand different names,

Fought in a thousand different games,

I mocked the spears of ancient Rome,

Burned the Viking longships home, ohh

I spit in Caesar's arrogant face,

Put the knights of old in their place,

I mocked the sea-king’s rising flood,

And stained the Aegean blue with blood,

I brought down the titans, I split the sky,

I slapped your bitch before I took your eye,

Come on!

(Style: Trap beat cuts. Rock stomp rhythm. Grungy, distorted blues vocal chant building to a scream)

Yeah you come to snuff the ruler,

Yeah here I come the ruler,

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna DIEEEEEE…

(Style: Maximum sonic explosion. Hard rock guitars, sustained bass notes, soaring alternative rock melodic scream)

And ohhhhh, I taunt the black sky!

Yeah, I spit at the sun!

I dare you to move, I dare you to run!

All monies on me, I’m the guaranteed bet

…the gods haven’t found a way to kill me yet-

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna die!

(Style: All instruments cut out. Faint, dark ambient drone, cold wind. Tired, gravelly spoken word whisper)

I’ve slain the gods,

I’ve broken kings,

And left a world of shattered things.

The yard is quiet, dead and cold,

And I am weary, fierce and old.

(Absolute silence, lo-fi tape static hiss)

Is there no shadow left to find?

No spirit left of different kind?

(Sound effect: Metallic clink, final silence)

(Style: Fake-out silence shattered as the heavy 808 grunge beat explodes back in with maximum distortion)

Yeah you come to snuff the ruler,

Yeah here I come the ruler,

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna DIEEEEEE…

And ohhhhh, I taunt the black sky!

Yeah, I spit at the sun!

I dare you to move, I dare you to run!

All monies on me, I’m the guaranteed bet

…the gods haven’t found a way to kill me yet-

I slapped your bitch before I took your eye,

Come on!

No, no, no, I ain’t gonna die!

(Style: Heavy 808 loop continues. Instruments slowly lower as a haunting, eerie children's choir enters, chanting in unison)

No, no, no, we ain’t gonna die,

No, no, no, we ain’t gonna die,

No, no, no, we ain’t gonna die.

(Choir repeats over fading bass loop until fade out)