It starts with nothing but a hollow deck
Taking all on the trail of a foggy trek
Seven all in a line, quick check
Slowly turning to the other side of madness breaking a neck
So you took the grandmaster of all things
Running first then crawling when the timer dings
It's not over till the choir sings
And there's no sight of that king
And so we push
Until we sink on the sidelines
Too many aces on the first set, same rhymes
We could be spitting out red, and yet instead we drop
Dead to the solitude inside our heads
Well I'm sorry, there's no space and at your own pace
There'll be no grace, sitting on a master race
We got a queen with no face
Clubs and diamonds out of trace
Yet our mind's threads on the lace and yet we push
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning!
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
Lean, mean and dried
You're all another case left to cry
And if you aren't aware or couldn't care
This is more than a dare
It's a gamble for your flight and fly
So if the seven needs a six, yet the five would never fix
Then you're better off counting all the stones and sticks
Now cry for me, weep for me, harder
Sanctity and dynasty for martyr
Push for your patience
For this joker's laughing at your homicidal cadence
There's plenty more left to fall down, all around
But you're uncovering more falsified ground
So if you haven't noticed you're a lost cause
But I can't force your immortal discourse
You can always keep trying
But you tell yourself you're lying
Yet the light fades from your course and yet you push
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
In time your deck's gonna test your fate
Never said you could reallocate yourself
You're stuck in a mine field all in your head
Red and black is engaged till your dead
Push!
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning!
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
The reckoning! (Push!)
The beckoning!
Hail to the Jester Queen and King
Stepping out of line! (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we push!
In time your deck will test your fate
Stepping out of line (Push!)
Swapping all the time
Tactic genocide is what we bring
You're stuck in a minefield all in your head!
Tactic genocide is what we bring!