Gears grinding, ropes binding, coils winding for a super sap
d**h Trap
Pistons panging, clamps-a-clanging, springs spranging, its the last laugh
d**h Trap
(Spoken) No encore for you this time, Batman, and I'm afraid its closing night for my little birdie too. A shame, we could have made such sweet music. But now the world awaits my final number, and I shouldn't keep them
Acid steaming, blades gleaming, lasers beaming, final night cap
d**h Trap
Bones crushing, flesh mushing, gore gushing, its a dirt nape
d**h Trap. d**h Trap. d**h Traaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap