Lyrics

[Verse 1 - John Kramer]
Carve my message in marrow, call me architect of dread,
Puzzles in the dark, turn your choices over your head,
You take lives like a thief; I recycle their sins,
Death, you a child’s play; I make demons tuck in.

[Verse 2 - Death]
Clock hand sniper, shadows swallowing the breath,
Every fate pre-written, I make symphonies of death,
There’s no escape route, no chains to slip,
Your game's a sandbox, mine’s an apocalypse.

[Chorus]
Who’s the haunt of the damned, villain supreme?
Death rides the skies or mechanical schemes,
Flesh against fate, the battle gets mean,
The reaper vs. schemer in blood-stained dreams.

[Verse 3 - John Kramer]
Death taking credit where chaos paves the way,
I orchestrate consequences, no roulette in the fray,
Traps symphonic, every gear sings justice,
Your bed is random, mine, an artist’s compass.

[Verse 4 - Death]
You talk about justice, but I deal impartial,
One slip, fatal dominoes, it’s universal,
You need a tape to preach, I let silence do the work,
You tug on strings while I unearth the Berserk.

[Bridge]
Queen piece moves diagonal, pawns lining up,
But who's the true puppeteer when the blood overflows the cup?
Illusions of control on the edge of despair,
Life’s a gamble when the stench of death fills the air.