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Gospel of Dismay (Anti-Nightcore Edition)

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Let's hope this time we can get this band back together again You join the underground cabaret today (Well, hey there, tell me your name) You try to run and tell the world but you're stranded in a darkened cave (Oh, Henry, we hate you the same) So listen up my friend There's more than meets the eye You power up the studio And bring them to life Now play the beat that trickles Through the halls Or else your life is nevermore Don't worry chum It's not the music that dies Now listen up Our life support machine Was brought to life by remarkable hands Forget about the hell we've seen The time has come to revive our band So bang the drums to a rhythm Captivating the beat And press the keys on the piano For the ritual, please The song's alive with the night With your help, we'll revive The devil's advocate Is staring right through your lies You're just returning our old strings tonight I hope you turn on the light now Can I get an amen in here? You see the magic of art It would tear you apart if you knew Can I get an amen in here? We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell You gotta break us out You gotta break us out You gotta break us, break us out This hell This hell (You're gonna break us out) (This hell) (He had bigger plans, for the band, by demand we came back to this darkened cell) (This hell) (He had bigger plans, for the band, by demand we came back to this darkened cell) (This hell) (He had bigger plans, for the band, by demand we came back to this darkened cell) (This hell) (He had bigger plans, for the band, by demand we came back to this darkened cell) (This hell) We've been stars since the rhythm days But our instruments have all grown tired And in the end, our only dream was to dance They took the dance away and we got retired But that was long ago We have a new change of face We turned it up a couple notches With a brand new pace You think they all just erased us Betrayed us, enslaved us But the deed is done And now we want to get out! Now listen up Ain't it nice to be underground With a good ol' friend like me (a friend like me, yeah) So you notice that sign, we ain't lying But sit down and take a seat (take a seat) There's an exit for sure But that's for shmucks But a little bit of ink And a couple of bucks We can reopen the curtains And show off the strut But for goodness sake You gotta just believe! You're just returning our old strings tonight I hope you turn on the light now Can I get an amen in here? You see the magic of art It would tear you apart if you knew! Can I get an amen in here? He had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell You're gonna break us out You're gonna break us out Welcome to the Gospel of Dismay! Welcome to the Gospel of (Gos, gos) welcome to the Gospel of Dismaaay He had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell Welcome to the Gospel of (Gos) welcome to the Gospel of Dismaaaaaaay Welcome to the Gospel of (Gos) welcome to the Gospel of Dismaaaaaaay Welcome to the Gospel of (Gos) welcome to the Gospel of Dismaaaaaaay Of this hell! He had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell We had bigger plans for the band By demand, we came back to this darkened cell Welcome to the Gospel of (Gos) welcome to the Gospel of Dismaaay! (Gos, Gospel of Dismaaay! Dismaaay! Gos, Gospel of Dismay!)