Iron Gates Closing

Let the record show I was present for

the rise. Exhibit A: the hunger in my eyes.

{tense piano, low cello drone,

ticking clock percussion}

They predicted a default,

a total no-show Left me off the docket,

thought they'd run the whole show But I read the fine print,

bypassed the gate Signed my own release form,

sealed my own fate

Now they're looking puzzled,

checking the ledger Trying to calculate my psychological pressure

(ha,

good luck) {gradual string ostinato build,

low sub swells}

So write it down,

put it in the log

How we made a kingdom

out of heavy fog

(write it down!)

{timpani rolls swell, rising choir pads,

heavy guitars feed back}

I did not ask for permission to stand!

I built this court on a fraction of sand!

Now the verdict is in,

and it's mine to command!

(yeah!) {massive beat drop,

heavy kick-snare pattern, deep 808 slides,

riffy guitars hit like iron gates,

stacked choir harmony}

Cross-examine the methods, scrutinize the grind You won't find a single trace

of doubt in my mind They wanted a sob story,

some tragic appeal But I'm laughing in the lobby as I seal

the deal They underestimated the weight of the frame Now they're paying

court costs just to hear the name

{staccato strings, heavy half-time snare,

gritty 808 pluck}

No further questions.

Let the silence speak.

(shhh) {instrumental strips back,

fragile vocal, weeping solo cello,

soft piano keys}

I did not ask for permission to stand!

I built this court on a fraction of sand!

Now the verdict is in,

and it's mine to command!

(victory!) {massive climax, extra brass orchestration,

octave-doubled heavy guitars, blasting timpani,

epic full choir} Case closed.

{single heavy guitar chord rings out,

trailing delay, low piano note decays}