Track 1: Notice of Eviction

Track 1: Notice of Eviction ​[Genre: Industrial Metal, Dark Electronic, Avant-Garde Metal] [Style: Heavy distorted bass, stomping beat, sneering nasal vocals, choral backing] [Tempo: 110 BPM - Strutting, arrogant pace] ​[Intro] [Sound of heavy stone grinding against stone] [A low, descending synth drone that sounds like a falling airplane] [Arrogant, dry laughter close to the microphone] [Heavy, stomping industrial drum beat kicks in] ​[Verse 1] [Vocal style: Dry, sneering spoken word, very close to the mic] You’ve been sitting on the mountain for a long, long time. Turning water into wine. Turning punishment to crime. I’ve been watching from the gutter. I’ve been building up the steam. I’m the nightmare waking up inside your lucent dream. Check the lock. Check the gate. I think you’re just a little... late. ​[Pre-Chorus] [Music swells with a dissonant orchestral hit] [Vocals become jagged and aggressive] Your miracles are rusty. Your lightning is weak. I’m climbing up the ladder. To the very highest peak. ​[Chorus] [Explosive, wall-of-sound guitars and synths] [Vocal style: Anthemic, powerful shouting with a "God-like" echo] GET UP. GET OUT. I’m the one they’re screaming about! MOVE OVER. STEP DOWN. I’m the only King in town! The tenant is evicted! The lease is expired! The angels are weeping and the "Father" is fired! (You're fired!) ​[Verse 2] [Bass-heavy groove. Vocals are condescending and melodic] Look at all the prayers that you let go to voicemail. I’m driving in the coffin. I’m the hammer. I’m the nail. I’ve got a better plan. I’ve got a better brand. I’ve got a thunderbolt of iron in my right hand. Don’t look at me with those judgmental eyes. I’m the upgrade that you didn't realize. ​[Bridge] [Music drops to a minimal, menacing pulse] [Whispered, panning left to right] Pack your things. Take the clouds. Take the harps. Take the shrouds. [Voice deepens to a demonic growl] THIS. SEAT. IS. MINE. ​[Guitar Solo / Synth Breakdown] [Chaotic, screeching solo that sounds like a siren] ​[Chorus] [Maximum Volume] GET UP. GET OUT. I’m the one they’re screaming about! MOVE OVER. STEP DOWN. I’m the only King in town! The tenant is evicted! The lease is expired! The angels are weeping and the "Father" is fired! (You're fired!) ​[Outro] [Beat continues to stomp] [Spoken with pure arrogance] I’ll take it from here. [Sound of a gavel banging once] [Silence]