Lyrics
“You’re invited… to die beautifully.”
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[Intro – Spoken like a twisted ringmaster, eerie music box in background]
Welcome, darling, dress to decay,
Tonight we hang, the wicked way.
All masks. No mercy.
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[Verse 1 – Screamed over creeping strings + low-tuned guitar chugs]
Velvet ropes and rusted chains,
A ballroom drenched in widow’s veins.
The orchestra’s a choir of cries,
The chandelier swings as another one dies.
[Growled]
Glass on the floor, blood on the gown,
Smile for the mirror while you’re going down!
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[Chorus – Clean vocals with layered screams & crowd chant echo]
WELCOME TO THE GALLOWS GALA!
DANCE ‘TIL THE DEVIL TAKES YOUR NAME!
Beauty hangs on noose and collar,
You were born for the black-tie flame.
(One more spin, one more sin!)
No one leaves this ball the same…
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[Verse 2 – Rap-scream hybrid, drum-driven build]
Toasting death with crystal flutes,
The bride walks in with snakes for roots.
She doesn’t waltz — she weaves a hex,
Each step she takes breaks your necks.
[Screamed]
You dressed to kill — but she outdressed you.
She’ll feed your bones to the ballroom view.
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[Breakdown 1 – Slow, heavy, industrial-driven]
CRACK THE FLOOR — MAKE THE ANGELS WATCH!
NECKS LIKE NECKTIES IN SATAN’S MARCH!
TANGO WITH FEAR, WALTZ THROUGH FIRE—
THIS IS ELEGANCE FOR THE DAMNED TO ADMIRE!
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[Chorus – Repeat, now with full orchestral support]
WELCOME TO THE GALLOWS GALA!
DANCE ‘TIL THE DEVIL TAKES YOUR NAME!
Beauty hangs on noose and collar,
You were born for the black-tie flame.
(One more spin, one more sin!)
No one leaves this ball the same…
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[Bridge – Female operatic solo, slow strings, before slamming into chaos]
“One by one, they fall in line,
Their grace undone, their deaths divine…”
[Sudden Slam Breakdown – Guttural screams + full band chaos]
NO CROWN FITS WHEN YOU’RE FACE TO FLOOR!
DANCE, PIG, DANCE — SHE’S THIRSTY FOR MORE!
YOUR FINALE IS HUNG FROM STRINGS OF FLESH—
THIS GALA ONLY ENDS IN DEATH!
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[Final Chorus – Explosive, chant-driven with backing female vocal harmony]
WELCOME TO THE GALLOWS GALA!
DANCE ‘TIL THE DEVIL TAKES YOUR NAME!
No escape from blood and drama,
You’ll burn beneath the ballroom flame.
(Final spin, final sin!)
No one leaves this ball the same…
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[Outro – Music box returns, slowing down like a broken record]
“Thank you for attending…”
“We’ll keep your mask… forever.”
Style
horror-themedtheatrical metalcore
Credits
Prompt by
DemonicPrisma
DemonicPrismaGeneratedMay 22, 2025
ModelAria v4
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