Hell in the VIP Room скачать в хорошем качестве

Hell in the VIP Room

Made with Suno (4.5) In discovering ways of bringing to life art connected to these stories/songs, I may gradually come to re-upload some older ones over time. Such art like this is wildly accurate to how I've pictured this song. One of my favorite tracks themed around assaulting an area and fighting the boss at the end. Involves two main protagonist figures fighting their way through an underground night club in the underground regions of the city beneath the Pleasure District, dealing with demonic drug-crazed henchmen from the perspective of the gang leader. [Intro – Bass Through Blood] (Deep, pulsing bass. Distant gunshots. Screams muffled beneath electronic beat.) Heh… Doors are breakin’. Bouncers dyin’. Guess we got ourselves a party tonight. [Verse I – Her Footsteps in the Smoke] I see the lights flicker red in the hall, Means someone’s slicin’ through my crew. Hear the thud of a skull on the DJ wall— Girl, you ain’t subtle, and neither are you. Yeah, I know that witch-blood glow you wear, The Overseer’s little blade of spite. And that walkin’ corpse beside you there— Revenant breathin’? Now that’s a sight. [Pre-Chorus – The Pulse of the Pit] My club’s a shrine of violence, Born of sin and gasoline— Devils drinkin’ in the silence Where the sirens used to scream. You want justice? Darling, please— You kickin’ down the wrong damn dreams. [Chorus – Hell in the VIP Room] Welcome to my nightmare ballroom, Where the demons sign your doom— Where the walls all pulse with blood-bass, Where the smoke eats up the room. You cut down my boys, but baby, You’re just warmin’ up the gloom— ‘Cause Hell is waitin’, table ready, Here in the VIP room. [Verse II – The Devils in the Powder] See, this city runs on contracts, On whispers sealed in veins. My gun’s a sigil’d promise To the lord of broken chains. And you’re trudgin’ through my dancers, Past the trafficked and the damned— You think you’re here for vengeance? No—you’re right where fate has planned. Grenades go boom like psalms of sin, The sigils flare along the sights— I taste the sulfur on my grin— Tonight we end a thousand nights. [Pre-Chorus – The Mark of My Master] Your shadows bend behind you, Your hate burns like a blade— But girl, you walk on coals of my design, In my domain, my cage. You want freedom? Take a number— Devils deal, but never wage. [Chorus – Hell in the VIP Room] Yeah, welcome to my nightmare ballroom, Where your heartbeat’s keepin’ tune— Where the strobe lights flash like prophecy, Where your blood makes art too soon. Kick down my doors, I’ll break the floor— Let carnage bloom and bloom— ‘Cause Hell is grinnin’, claws extended, Here in the VIP room. [Bridge – Infernal Ascension] (Synth distorts. Bass drops into a demonic growl.) Ahh—hear that? That’s my spine crackin’ open… That’s the contract crawlin’ out… My flesh twists like a serpent, My arms split into four— The devil whispers, “Show them What the pact was really for.” Fire in my tendons, Ash in my breath— I ain’t dyin' sober, honey— I’m gettin’ high on death. [Verse III – Facing the Two] I see you now, there in the archway— Her eyes like war, his like graves. You cut a path right to my altar, Time to see how Hell behaves. Come on, death-boy—dance with demons. Come on, witch-daughter—strike me true. I’ve killed saints who begged for mercy, What the hell makes you think I’ll fear you? [Final Chorus – No Exit] Welcome to my nightmare ballroom, Welcome to your final tune— Where the devils cheer in shadows And the neon bleeds maroon. You carved your way through fire— Now come claim your doom… I’ll drag you both to Hell tonight, Here in the VIP room.