A Trophy of Corporate Disfigurement
๐ต 1861 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:10 duration
๐ ID: 5014986
๐ Lyrics
Listen as this blood stained rope is
Slowly fastened to a noose
Around your trembling cervix
Staring at the black of an execution hood
The fetid taste of fear as you gulp and swallow pride
I am but a part of a well oiled machine
That splutters death, suffocating nations
With my unique brand of financial adornment
All around the globe
Financial leaders and their puppets
Shall succumb to mass arrests
The crowd remain anonymous
Faceless behind comical masks
Their chants can be heard
From within the confines of this executioner's hood
Can you hear them scream?
They scream out that no amount of squandered wealth
Can buy you out of this
Your corpse will be strung up with the rest of your elite
You fucking faceless slave to greed
It's time for you to rot
Your status as a leader is dethroned
And now nothing can save you as you surface from a system
Manufactured of delusional grandeur
Our numbers will black out the skies of every world for we are eternal
The pinnacle of evolution and existence
Before us you are nothing
Your extinction is inevitable
Silence suffocates the crowd leaving nothing
But the sound of death footsteps approaching
Liar, we'll perform the extractions
Ahhh! Pain!
Pineal gland is cracked and severed
Extractions necessary for extermination
The noose slithers around your neck and you choke
Choke
Your corpse will be marked and carved
With our own tasteful brand of disfiguration
An all seeing eye branded to your forehead
Dollar signs are cut into eyelids
Briefcase packed full of bloodied money
Flung by where you hang
Oh how this fate suits you
Well this suits you perfectly in honour of our new freedom
Your skin carved with geometric artwork
Complex interdimensional patterns
So ironically scratched into your torso
Such a ritualistic touch
Ensuring you'll do nothing but rot
Nothingness corrupted soul
Let us introduce you
Slowly fastened to a noose
Around your trembling cervix
Staring at the black of an execution hood
The fetid taste of fear as you gulp and swallow pride
I am but a part of a well oiled machine
That splutters death, suffocating nations
With my unique brand of financial adornment
All around the globe
Financial leaders and their puppets
Shall succumb to mass arrests
The crowd remain anonymous
Faceless behind comical masks
Their chants can be heard
From within the confines of this executioner's hood
Can you hear them scream?
They scream out that no amount of squandered wealth
Can buy you out of this
Your corpse will be strung up with the rest of your elite
You fucking faceless slave to greed
It's time for you to rot
Your status as a leader is dethroned
And now nothing can save you as you surface from a system
Manufactured of delusional grandeur
Our numbers will black out the skies of every world for we are eternal
The pinnacle of evolution and existence
Before us you are nothing
Your extinction is inevitable
Silence suffocates the crowd leaving nothing
But the sound of death footsteps approaching
Liar, we'll perform the extractions
Ahhh! Pain!
Pineal gland is cracked and severed
Extractions necessary for extermination
The noose slithers around your neck and you choke
Choke
Your corpse will be marked and carved
With our own tasteful brand of disfiguration
An all seeing eye branded to your forehead
Dollar signs are cut into eyelids
Briefcase packed full of bloodied money
Flung by where you hang
Oh how this fate suits you
Well this suits you perfectly in honour of our new freedom
Your skin carved with geometric artwork
Complex interdimensional patterns
So ironically scratched into your torso
Such a ritualistic touch
Ensuring you'll do nothing but rot
Nothingness corrupted soul
Let us introduce you
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.55] Listen as this blood stained rope is
[00:09.56] Slowly fastened to a noose
[00:11.20] Around your trembling cervix
[00:12.77] Staring at the black of an execution hood
[00:15.93] The fetid taste of fear as you gulp and swallow pride
[00:19.11] I am but a part of a well oiled machine
[00:21.67] That splutters death, suffocating nations
[00:24.05] With my unique brand of financial adornment
[00:39.62] All around the globe
[00:41.10] Financial leaders and their puppets
[00:42.85] Shall succumb to mass arrests
[00:44.51] The crowd remain anonymous
[00:46.27] Faceless behind comical masks
[00:48.41] Their chants can be heard
[00:49.86] From within the confines of this executioner's hood
[00:53.48] Can you hear them scream?
[00:59.19] They scream out that no amount of squandered wealth
[01:02.47] Can buy you out of this
[01:03.70] Your corpse will be strung up with the rest of your elite
[01:11.24] You fucking faceless slave to greed
[01:19.41] It's time for you to rot
[01:29.31] Your status as a leader is dethroned
[01:35.08] And now nothing can save you as you surface from a system
[01:39.80] Manufactured of delusional grandeur
[01:43.85] Our numbers will black out the skies of every world for we are eternal
[01:50.95] The pinnacle of evolution and existence
[01:54.75] Before us you are nothing
[01:56.75] Your extinction is inevitable
[02:00.48] Silence suffocates the crowd leaving nothing
[02:07.52] But the sound of death footsteps approaching
[02:13.32] Liar, we'll perform the extractions
[02:18.03] Ahhh! Pain!
[02:22.08] Pineal gland is cracked and severed
[02:24.83] Extractions necessary for extermination
[02:30.61] The noose slithers around your neck and you choke
[02:43.62] Choke
[02:44.73] Your corpse will be marked and carved
[02:47.58] With our own tasteful brand of disfiguration
[02:49.97] An all seeing eye branded to your forehead
[02:54.45] Dollar signs are cut into eyelids
[02:57.19] Briefcase packed full of bloodied money
[02:59.33] Flung by where you hang
[03:01.77] Oh how this fate suits you
[03:04.26] Well this suits you perfectly in honour of our new freedom
[03:08.85] Your skin carved with geometric artwork
[03:11.23] Complex interdimensional patterns
[03:13.85] So ironically scratched into your torso
[03:18.44] Such a ritualistic touch
[03:20.90] Ensuring you'll do nothing but rot
[03:23.36] Nothingness corrupted soul
[03:25.87] Let us introduce you
[03:31.91]
[00:09.56] Slowly fastened to a noose
[00:11.20] Around your trembling cervix
[00:12.77] Staring at the black of an execution hood
[00:15.93] The fetid taste of fear as you gulp and swallow pride
[00:19.11] I am but a part of a well oiled machine
[00:21.67] That splutters death, suffocating nations
[00:24.05] With my unique brand of financial adornment
[00:39.62] All around the globe
[00:41.10] Financial leaders and their puppets
[00:42.85] Shall succumb to mass arrests
[00:44.51] The crowd remain anonymous
[00:46.27] Faceless behind comical masks
[00:48.41] Their chants can be heard
[00:49.86] From within the confines of this executioner's hood
[00:53.48] Can you hear them scream?
[00:59.19] They scream out that no amount of squandered wealth
[01:02.47] Can buy you out of this
[01:03.70] Your corpse will be strung up with the rest of your elite
[01:11.24] You fucking faceless slave to greed
[01:19.41] It's time for you to rot
[01:29.31] Your status as a leader is dethroned
[01:35.08] And now nothing can save you as you surface from a system
[01:39.80] Manufactured of delusional grandeur
[01:43.85] Our numbers will black out the skies of every world for we are eternal
[01:50.95] The pinnacle of evolution and existence
[01:54.75] Before us you are nothing
[01:56.75] Your extinction is inevitable
[02:00.48] Silence suffocates the crowd leaving nothing
[02:07.52] But the sound of death footsteps approaching
[02:13.32] Liar, we'll perform the extractions
[02:18.03] Ahhh! Pain!
[02:22.08] Pineal gland is cracked and severed
[02:24.83] Extractions necessary for extermination
[02:30.61] The noose slithers around your neck and you choke
[02:43.62] Choke
[02:44.73] Your corpse will be marked and carved
[02:47.58] With our own tasteful brand of disfiguration
[02:49.97] An all seeing eye branded to your forehead
[02:54.45] Dollar signs are cut into eyelids
[02:57.19] Briefcase packed full of bloodied money
[02:59.33] Flung by where you hang
[03:01.77] Oh how this fate suits you
[03:04.26] Well this suits you perfectly in honour of our new freedom
[03:08.85] Your skin carved with geometric artwork
[03:11.23] Complex interdimensional patterns
[03:13.85] So ironically scratched into your torso
[03:18.44] Such a ritualistic touch
[03:20.90] Ensuring you'll do nothing but rot
[03:23.36] Nothingness corrupted soul
[03:25.87] Let us introduce you
[03:31.91]