Track 10: Selling the Sky

Track 10: Selling the Sky ​[Style: Industrial Rock, Electronic Metal, Upbeat, Swing Rhythm, Catchy, Male Vocals, Baritone, Theatrical, Sneering] [Tempo: 126 BPM - Driving, danceable "strut" beat] ​[Intro] [Sound of a cash register opening: CHA-CHING.] [Sound of a chainsaw revving up rhythmically: VROOM... VROOM...] [A bouncy, distorted synth bassline kicks in] [Spoken like a fast-talking auctioneer] (Step right up!) (Step right up!) (Everything must go!) (We’re slashing prices on... eternity!) ​[Verse 1] [Drums are punchy and sharp. Vocals are fast and rhythmic] I’m melting down the trumpets into shiny gold rings. I’m ripping off the feathers from the useless little wings. I’m tearing up the carpet. I’m scrapping all the gates. I’m selling off the "destiny" and auctioning the "fates." Who wants a piece of the original cross? I’m turning all the profit on the "Savior’s" loss. Grab a souvenir. Grab a holy stone. I’m stripping all the meat off the proverbial bone. ​[Pre-Chorus] [Music builds with a rising siren sound] [Vocals become melodic and sarcastic] It’s a clearance event! It’s a fire sale! I’m putting the "myth"... In the coffin with the nail! ​[Chorus] [Explosive, catchy energy. Very "pop-metal"] GOING ONCE! GOING TWICE! I’m cutting down the cost of the PARADISE! (Sold to the man in the front row!) SELLING THE SKY! SELLING THE LIE! I’m watching the property value die! (Pennies on the dollar!) (Pennies on the dollar!) Come and get your piece of the "Holy Father!" ​[Verse 2] [Bass groove continues. Vocals are snide] I’ve got a lot of harps that were never really played. I’ve got a lot of promises that never got paid. I’m turning the clouds into parking lot space. I’m putting up a condo in the "Holy Place." You can buy a little mercy. You can buy a little grace. I’m wiping the expression off the "Holy Face." The landlord is gone and the bank is in charge. And I am living life... absolutely large. ​[Bridge] [Music drops to a rhythmic clapping beat] [Spoken rhythmically] What am I bid for the Crown of Thorns? (Five dollars!) What am I bid for the Gabriel Horns? (Ten dollars!) What am I bid for the Soul of Man? (Laughter) I’LL THROW IT IN THE TRASH CAN! ​[Guitar Solo] [A flashy, rock-n-roll solo with lots of slides and bends] ​[Chorus] [Maximum Volume - High Energy] GOING ONCE! GOING TWICE! I’m cutting down the cost of the PARADISE! (Sold to the man in the front row!) SELLING THE SKY! SELLING THE LIE! I’m watching the property value die! (Pennies on the dollar!) (Pennies on the dollar!) Come and get your piece of the "Holy Father!" ​[Outro] [Beat continues to bounce] [Sound of a gavel banging repeatedly] Sold! Sold! Sold! [Spoken with a sneer] And... gone. [Sound of a heavy iron gate slamming shut]