DullBlah(Intro - Manic Synth) (A persistent, high-pitched, irritating synth loop starts. Fast Trap hi-hat triplets begin immediately.) Killer (Shouting, aggressive): Colonel's d**d! The fat is scraped clean! But the craving is back, meaner than you've ever seen! I smell the spice, the cheap corporate sting, The next false prophet that the advertisers bring!
(Verse 1 - Frenetic Attack) I’m done with slow death, done with the deep fry! This k**l is fast, under a digital sky! I see the Chihuahua, running like a thief, Mocking the consumer with his cheap, plastic grief! Yo Quiero Venganza! That’s the only demand! He’s small, but his sins pollute the whole land! I broke the Tiger, I broke the Rabbit's face! This little Dog won't even leave a damn trace! He tasted like lies, tasted like late-night shame, Just another puppet playing your stupid game!
(Pre-Chorus - Building Pressure) (Synth loop warps higher, creating intense sonic discomfort. Heavy, syncopated guitar hits.) Killer: Keep running, little coward! I can hear your damn trail! Selling that p****n, destined to fail! You built your empire on a fever dream rush! Now I'm coming to turn your whole brand to CRUSH!
(Chorus - Full Trap-Metal Fury) (Massive 808 bass drops, hitting on the 1 and 3 b**t. Vocals are fast, almost rapping, but violently shouted.) YO QUIERO VENGANZA! I'm the LATE NIGHT CARNAGE! The corporate disease is leaving a wreckage! I'M THE CRUNCHWRAP SLAYER, I'M THE DEMAND! I'M SICK OF THE P****N, I'M SICK OF THIS LAND! I'M COMING FOR THE PROFITS, I'M COMING FOR THE SOUL! I'M TAKING THE FAST FOOD INDUSTRY'S TOLL!
(Verse 2 - E*******n and Mockery) (The b**t simplifies to a relentless, stabbing rhythm. Vocals are mocking and explicit.) I caught the Dog, mid-hop on the counter, Tried to bark his catchphrase, couldn't mount a sound, sir! I jammed my spoon through his small, fragile shell, He tastes like regret, a chemical hell! He was too small, too weak, too easy to break, Another false idol for goodness sake! The Colonel's guts are dripping, the King is extinct, Now the Chihuahua's silence is all that you've glimpsed! The market is shrinking, the mascots are few, There's only one Clown left, and I'm coming for you!
(Bridge - Psychological Break) (Tempo drops significantly. Only a deep, distorted sub-bass pulse remains.) Killer (Low, sinister growl): I eliminated the heroes, then I destroyed the fathers. But there is one more smile I need to erase. One more plastic mask that needs to come off...
(Outro - JITB Tease) (The sub-bass drone continues. The high-pitched synth loop reappears, but slower and more unnerving.) Killer (Close whisper, obsessed): He’s always looking. That big, round, blank Head... Always waiting... right outside the Box. (A sudden, quick, unnerving POP sound effect, followed by silence.)
