Coup De Grace

Motives lost in translation to nullification
You lied your way into fame
Scheming and slaying were perks for the taking
Stars in your eyes but you were playing a game
Hear suspicion proving itself
Dead end — jester and faker
Before your maker, wish a truce between you two
Dead end — take a bow for your act
‘Cause the curtain will fall on your neck like a noose
(Yeah)
Hail marys aren’t enough
Your body’s ripe with rust
Hearing your scales scraping the ground
That disgusting and piercing sound
Hear suspicion proving itself
Fire — make sure to do your worst
Hail marys aren’t enough because you’ll still be cursed
Fire — make sure to do your worst
I hear suspicion proving itself
The curtain will fall on your neck like a noose
Fire — hail marys aren’t enough ‘cause you’ll still be cursed
Fire — make sure to do your worst
I hear suspicion proving itself
Dead end — jester and faker
Before your maker, wish a truce between you two
Dead end — the whole crowd will applaud
When the curtain falls on your neck like a noose