CoLPo GRoSSo
folk metal, Doom gothic metal, layered synthesizers, pank rock, orchestra, fat bassline, industrial sounds, building intensity, baritone male voice
CoLPo GRoSSo
folk metal, Doom gothic metal, layered synthesizers, pank rock, orchestra, fat bassline, industrial sounds, building intensity, baritone male voice
Lyrics
Verse 1
They’re playing chess with lives in a velvet room
Shadow architects of a digital doom
Wiretapping the soul, putting price tags on breath
A calculated game of life and death
They built the cage, they locked the door
They thought they knew what the bottom was for
But the gears are grinding, the clock’s ticking fast
The first of the kings will be the very last.
chorus
It’s a Colpo Grosso,
a strike to the bone
The trap you set is now your own!
Colpo Grosso,
the tables have turned
In the fire you started, you’re gonna get burned!
Colpo Grosso, a total eclipse
The cup of betrayal is pressed to your lips!
You’re falling in, you’re falling deep
The harvest is yours, and it’s bitter to reap!
Verse 2
They printed the lies in a golden font
Took everything they could ever want
A grand design, a master snare
To leave humanity gasping for air
But the masses woke up while the tyrants slept
Over the walls the shadows have crept
The pit you dug is a mile wide
And there’s nowhere left for a snake to hide.
Chorus
It’s a Colpo Grosso,
a strike to the bone
The trap you set is now your own!
Colpo Grosso,
the tables have turned
In the fire you started, you’re gonna get burned!
Colpo Grosso, a total eclipse
The cup of betrayal is pressed to your lips!
You’re falling in, you’re falling deep
The harvest is yours, and it’s bitter to reap
Bridge
Checkmate.
The predator becomes the prey.
The hunter falls.
It’s a beautiful day for a... COLPO GROSSO!
Chorus
It’s a Colpo Grosso,
a strike to the bone
The trap you set is now your own!
Colpo Grosso,
the tables have turned
In the fire you started, you’re gonna get burned!
Colpo Grosso, a total eclipse
The cup of betrayal is pressed to your lips!
You’re falling in, you’re falling deep
The harvest is yours, and it’s bitter to reap
Outro
You’re falling in... (Colpo Grosso!)
Down the hole you made... (Colpo Grosso!)
Justice isn't blind, it’s just been waiting.
COLPO GROSSO!
COLPO GROSSO