The world is crying the song of horror
As I sit back and watch the madness with a smile
It's finally dying from this world
The fad
The fans scream, they scream, they scream
Can't you see the host of the show taking his finally bow?
But wait, it's not over yet
We've gotta kill this show with some REALITY
Cut the lights, cut the sound
I'm taking over this idiotic show
Let's make it into something real
'Cause the old is dying
It's the funeral
The once so hypnotic media has given it's last performance
And here we are dancing on its grave
And the fans scream, they scream, they scream
A new dawning in truth has come into play
The chronicles of the fad have finally run their course
Now brace yourselves for the new era
Pop is Dead~
And so we rise