Yes, I committed music for the books. Most of these are instrumentals, except for “Burn it Down with Math (feat. Liozh Dia)” and “Overkill (I’m Your Gun) [ft. Tim Patterson].”
“Burn It Down with Math (feat. Liozh Dia)” Lyrics
We’re counting all the skulls
The worlds reduced to nulls
The bullets that they’ve fed
The cities painted red
Let’s start a revolution
(heretical solution)
Find the right equation
Recreate our nation
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
With math
We pay in coin of cinders
Ignite the system’s tinders
Each army that we fox
Upturns the master clocks
Let’s start a revolution
Destroy the institution
It’s past time for a reset
The empire’s gory sunset
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
With math
[instrumental bridge]
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
Burn it down with math
With math
“Overkill (I’m Your Gun) [ft. Tim Patterson]” Lyrics
I was just another rookie with dead-eyed aim
Fell into the orbit of a fox-eyed dame
Joined the army, where I never lost a fight
The wars and the conquests never felt right
I learned to treat my life like a tournament of chess
I planned a revolution with no hope of success
Just as well math was the only subject I failed
I wasn’t going to stop until a new world prevailed
Overkill’s my calling card
A thousand thousand graveyards
The zero after nothing’s won
I’m your gun
They stapled medals on my chest and gave me promotions
Never asked questions of my motives or devotion
I penciled in the slaughter for over twenty years
A fool’s gold general with a shining career
A war broke out and they gave me a fleet
I set up the bombs, my plans were complete
Betrayed the brass and the soldiers I led
Murdered my army—a million left dead
Overkill’s my calling card
A thousand thousand graveyards
The zero after nothing’s won
I’m your gun
[instrumental bridge]
Candle-eyed ghosts walk with me everywhere
I torched my honor so I could prepare
Pawn to King Four, ready the advance
Waiting four centuries for my chance
Slam me with a bullet, I no longer drop
I can’t be killed, I won’t be stopped
Ringing in the deaths until the clock’s overcome
When you need a traitor—I’m your gun
Overkill’s my calling card
A thousand thousand graveyards
The zero after nothing’s won
I’m your gun
The zero after nothing’s won
I’m your gun