[Verse 1]
Final boss
That big bad that you're frightened of
Thunder claps and a lightning shock
I get pressed and strike while the iron's hot
Ice and frost
Coldest alive, but I'm rising hot
On climate watch
Can't clock my card if your timing's off
Like Tony Soprano, a violent mob
Tyrant mobster, a titan god
You'll hear me coming, no silenced shot
Flip this earth like seismic toss
Any night or day, that's Lycanroc
Virus cough
I'm spreading my violence till you're wiped out like sinus snot
You're a stick for the pyre in a pile of logs
Just feed the fire like Der Eisendrache
Ten foot tower, I'm broad as buildings
Whеre's your hero? Oh, yeah, I killеd him
Straight Toji, brother, I spilled him
Then I jumped drop that chump who filled in
It's skill diff
Armed to the teeth, got grills in
I don't ever feel guilt, so they tell me I'm ill
Any power that they tried to take, I just willed it back
Battered them Batmans, bang, pow
Catch hands and they're fast like pitchers
Be shelling down Splinter's ninjas
Running in pain like Flash with blisters
I swipe in a match like Tinder
Strike like a matchbook, ashes, cinders
Melt in the blaze like wax and wick does
You're as fake as your action figures
[Chorus]
We're the zombies in the crowd
We're provocative and foul
Tear this crock of shit all down
The apocalypse is now
We're zombies in the crowd
Provocative and foul
Tear this crock of shit all down

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
Almighty, flawed psyche
I see it all like the Mordor Eye that the orc's guide be, core blimy
British on a dark and raw type beat, it's sort of tidy
Life squeezed like contorted ivy of the poison variety
I cause the tide to be four foot higher than likely
Mayan times would be idolizing me
Sukuna, the ruler, the one who gives orders
To goons and the troopers, to Goombas and Koopas
Backstabbing like Julius coup and a mutinous crew does
Luther to any super
Sleep on me snoozing, I'm Freddy Krueger
Muzan, only moving up when the moon does
Eren proved we could do with a revolution
It's time for a change in a natural order
Too long just going backwards and forwards
Too many times told, "Stand in the corner
And wait your turn like a lamb to the slaughter"
The fact that the poorer are stamped with the inordinate standards
The straw that you're handed is shorter
The hand that you were drawn from the stack
And you're sure it was tampered with
All this gas that was dormant
Now rise from the surface
I'll be the judge that is finding your verdict
Holding a grudge in a tight fist, squirming
Till all those lies are determined
You can fight me, kill me
But you can't fight time and the turning
Of minds that are certain to find the unworthy and die with a purpose
[Chorus]
We're the zombies in the crowd
We're provocative and foul
Tear this crock of shit all down
The apocalypse is now
We're zombies in the crowd
Provocative and foul
Tear this crock of shit all down

[Instrumental Outro]