[Spoken Word]
Hahahahaha
My humble apologies
An explanation is owed
We don't typically parlay with wavering souls
But, since you came here to gaze upon a fate more accursed than yours
All you tourists and voyeurs must pay the same brazen tolls
As those who died here under scrutiny, and the public eye's crucifixion
It all seems like glory and glamour, doesn't it?
But, some days we're adored, while others redecline to the pits
And crash in places so dark, even your Christ doesn't listеn
But that's the price of admission
We tradеd our souls, for yours
A high-stakes proposition to live where the light doesn't shine
Your souls are the prized acquisitions