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!