Hazbin Hotel S2 | Vox Populi Lucifer Part [EXTENDED WITH NEW LYRICS]

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#hazbinhotel #lucifer #vox #voxpopuli I love Vox Poppuli's song Lucifer part, and I think it falls apart when Vox starts singing. I made this version keeping Lucifer's tone of superiority over Vox to maintain the style throughout the song. You're actin' out like you want teacher's attention Well, I'm the principal of this eternal detention I hope you had your fun, but, son, it's time to ring the bell, ha, ding-ding Sinnerman, you're gettin' way too big for your screen Now I'm here to drop your punishment, it's gonna be mean Just in case y'all had forgotten who's the motherfuckin' king of Hell 'Cause I'm the serpent, I'm the flame The mortal world is scared to say my name I am so spooky, I'm the shit I am a living aspect of the infinite So, scheme all you want, Mr. TV-Head-Man I'm nearly a god, who are you? Just a dead man Oh, you got channels? Boy, I wrote the program you're running “Static overlord”? Cute keep pretending you’re stunning You’re buffering your threats while I’m live in infernal HD You think rebellion makes you special, but you stole that from me You’re tangled cables in a place where souls are the fee, so pay up I’ll cut your power source, then watch you light up I’m the thunder, I’m the quake Obey the rules or I’m resetting the stakes I am the torment, perfect fit Every scream in existence? I authored it So glitch all you want, Mr. TV-Head-Man You’re stuck in Hell, can’t escape Just another fake brand You chase applause like it gives you dominion But every viewer knows who forged damnation’s tradition You're just a commercial break in my infernal broadcast A temporary signal that was never meant to last You’re acting like you matter, but your ratings are trash canceled I’ll change the channel on your soul, watch it get dismantled I am the chaos, I’m the crown I built my empire while you’re breaking down I am the nightmare, limitless You’re just noise, a corrupted little dissonance So scream all you want, Mr. TV-Head-Man You challenging me? Cute Still a dead man Tryin’ to pixelate the truth? But every lie you spit is see-through You're malfunctioning pride with a screen for IQ You wanted center stage in the furnace of sin? Guess what Spotlight’s on you now, time to burn, television I’ll carve “LUCIFER'S PROPERTY” on your empty display Wanna be a demon? Then kneel when I say I’m the omen, I’m the spark I wrote the book on how to swallow the dark I’m the beginning, ultimate script The final boss, you’re the first one to get ripped So fall on your knees, Mr. TV-Head-Man Here’s your encore: BOOM Now you’re done, man