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(Verse 1)
Concrete jungle, choked in smoke, 
another empire starts to choke
They built it high on lies and greed, 
planted seeds of bitter weed
Said we were nothing, just a stain,
a whisper lost within the rain
But whispers turn to howling storms, 
and now the truth begins to swarm

(Pre-Chorus)
Tick-tock goes the doomsday clock, 
watch the whole damn system lock
No more patience, no more pleas, 
brought to our goddamn knees
Now the reckoning is at hand, 
watch their paradise turn to sand!

(Chorus)
Watch it burn! To the ground!
Hear the sirens scream aloud!
No remorse! So unsound!
Ashes fall on hallowed ground!

(Verse 2)
Champagne wishes, caviar dreams, 
fading fast like dying screams
Remember laughing in our face, 
spitting on our time and space?
Now the tables start to turn, 
watching all their empires burn
Let the flames lick at the sky, 
as their hollow fortunes die!

(Pre-Chorus)
Tick-tock goes the doomsday clock, 
watch the whole damn system lock
No more patience, no more pleas, 
brought to our goddamn knees
Now the reckoning is at hand, 
watch their paradise turn to sand!

(Chorus)
Watch it burn! To the ground!
Hear the sirens scream aloud!
No remorse! So unsound!
Ashes fall on hallowed ground!

(Bridge )
The pillars crumble, the foundation cracks
Everything they built, now a heart attack
Corruption bleeds, a festering sore
We're the antidote, knocking at your door

(Outro)
Ashes fall...on hallowed ground...no remorse...so unsound...


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Two 8th graders, one a Cradle Of Filth keyboardist, the other a Slayer guitarist, begin making music. Go their separate ways Sophomore year of high school, evolving in different directions, only to one day be re-united by the shear stroke of fate of a $100 acoustic bass virtual yard sale ad 13 years later. Now back with all new technology, know-how, a plethora of instruments, musical theory background neither had in the hey-day, and most importantly... VENGEANCE! Ladies and Gentlemen, Goths and Punks, Hair Metalists, Katie Kats and Swifties, I give you... The Mighty Morphin Phantomz! (c) 2015

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