The Mage Empress!

[I] Eminence... she’s always watching... Deep in the crags of the Valla mountains, where the leylines bleed, A Queen of the Archmages sows a dark, forbidden seed. Sitting on a velvet seat, a ritual on the throne. Inalla, blood of wizards, Empress of the Ghostly Tide, Why cast a spell just once when there’s a double on the side? From the command zone shadows, she’s pulling every string, The Ritualmage is chanting - hear the bells of Grixis ring!
[1] One card is all I need, yeah, the Seeker’s on the way, Two mana for the girl, one for Inalla’s price to pay. Spellseeker hits the tile, she’s looking for the dark, Find Culling the Weak, let the sacrifice embark! (Snap!) Copy the trigger, get the Entomb, drop the Scholar in the dirt, Shallow Grave, this is gonna hurt. Looping Burnt Offering, mana’s flowing like a flood, Infinite wizards rising from the essence of the blood. One-card win-con, yeah, we’re efficient with the slot, The table’s looking nervous—give ‘em everything I’ve got!
[C] We got the backup, the safety, the Grixis guarantee, If the main line snaps, we got a Plan B and C! Thassa’s Oracle whispering secrets in the deep, With a Demonic Consultation while the other players sleep! Dualcaster Mage in the wings, Ghostly Flicker in the hand, Infinite hasty mages just to overrun the land. (Flash it in!) A backup burn with Impact Tremors, Once the engine starts whirring, no, it’s never gonna stop!
[2] Necromancy in the veins, yeah, the Bloodline never dies, Cast the Necromancer, see the hunger in his eyes. Pay the one, make a ghost, but we need a place to go, Ashnod’s Altar waiting for the rhythmic, deadly flow. Sac the original, keep the token, bring the body back again, Infinite mana, infinite haste, the cycle of the pain! (Crunch!) Or use the Technomancer, treasure piling to the roof, A loop of death and taxes, yeah, I’m living bulletproof. The graveyard is my library, the altar is my church, Leaving every opponent in a desperate, lonely lurch!
[C] We got the backup, the safety, the Grixis guarantee, If the main line snaps, we got a Plan B! Thassa’s Oracle whispering secrets in the deep, With a Demonic Consultation while the other players sleep! Dualcaster Mage in the wings, Ghostly Flicker in the hand, Infinite hasty mages just to overrun the land. (Flash it in!) A backup burn with Impact Tremors, Once the engine starts whirring, no, it’s never gonna stop!
[3] Seven in the pool, the Wanderwine appears, to realize all your fears. Champion the original, let the token take the lead, Sac the token, take a turn, the original comes back home, Inalla makes a copy, yeah, we’re trapped inside the dome. Infinite turns, a lonely walk, a clock that never ends, Say goodbye to your upkeep, say goodbye to all your friends.
[O] The ritual is finished, the mana’s spent and dry, But Inalla’s still presiding with that flicker in her eye. She doesn’t need a spark to travel through the blind eternities, She’s the master of the mages, the queen in all degrees!

250 BPM / Epic Deathcore, male. A orchestration of chaotic switching symphonies, with a dark tribal bounce.