BUGS!

{tension building rhythmic feedback} {muted,

driving

bassline} (hissing static)

They locked the exit doors from the outside

We felt the air grow cold and dry

No windows open to the sky

(whoosh) {gritty spoken-word rock vocal} Then came a rattle from the floor

Beneath the copper-plated door

(clack clack clack) {guitars starting to swell and distort}

They let the swarm inside the room

Ten thousand wings of crawling doom

We fell together, one by one

Our final, desperate hour begun

(screaming guitar bend) {explosive wall of sound} Black shells cracking on the

tile

They watched us panic through the glass

Our breathing heavy, thick and vile

We knew this breath would be our last

{staccato guitar

scratching}

First her knees buckled,

then he fell

A silent, dark, collapsing bell

{tempo feels half-time, heavy

sludge guitar} They let the swarm inside the room

Ten thousand wings of crawling doom

We fell together, one by one Our final,

desperate hour begun (screaming)

{climax solo} No one left standing

Only the humming of wings

(buzzing fading

out)

{decelerating guitar feedback}