The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Scanner Ball Of The Damned
They had come far from Been invited to Lord Barker's Ball Not aware they would celebrate their fall On the first day red wined flowed their bellies Hundred feet stepped and danced Echoes of laughter were streaming through dark vaults Barker's eyes showed their glance Day two was the day of mysterious games Each winner got blood painted plates Added like puzzles - disclosing their sense The picture was showing their fate They stood and stared Paralyzed Doors were locked Smoke invading Welcome to the festival The ball of no return Inhale the smoke Abandoned they sucked virgins - blood Abandoned they danced demons - rock Hysteria was ruling, mercy not lent Ball of the damned Day three was the day of unbearable silence Barker prepared the last act Survivors were led to the chamber of violence The basin of death had been stacked They stood and stared Paralyzed Doors were locked Smoke invading Welcome to the festival The ball of no return Inhale the smoke Abandoned they sucked virgins - blood Abandoned they danced demons - rock Hysteria was ruling, mercy not lent Ball of the damned Dipped into the mass Gilded pain on their faces of death They'd become figures on a board of chess Welcome to the festival The ball of no return Inhale the smoke Abandoned they sucked virgins - blood Abandoned they danced demons - rock Hysteria was ruling, mercy not lent Ball of the damned
