Trophies

uploaded: Fri, Nov 28, 2025 @ 2:18 PM last modified: Fri, Nov 28, 2025 @ 2:31 PM (add)

by	coruscate
length	2:57
BPM	94
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First I want to thank the talented Ty Moore for his voice acting on this piece. He is available for hire, and he can create work that you can share on CCMixter if you pay his “broadcast fee.” I accidentally hired him the night before Turkey day in the US and he was very happy to work with me in spite of the bad timing of my order. I told him to take his time, he still had it ready the next day.

He was professional and I am super happy with the results, exactly what I needed to pull this song together. Being able to share his work here is a plus.

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Listen to the finished song here! Should be out on streaming services in January.

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Freesound.org sounds on a Creative Commons 0 license

https://freesound.org/people/shelbyshark/sounds/501174/
https://freesound.org/people/13FPanska_Machacova_Petra/sounds/377521/
https://freesound.org/people/bigaldoesitagain222/sounds/782995/
https://freesound.org/people/martinbeltov/sounds/172210/
https://freesound.org/people/AudioPapkin/sounds/716549/

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This song is about the news, there are rich people paying half a million on up for the “right” to go to places like Bosnia and Gaza to kill civilians, including children. Bounty hunters hunting humans with guides.

Because they’re rich.

And bored.

I suggested there should be a movie about a guy who hunts these people… a movie about a vigilante uninterested in courts and excuses… someone who personally wanted to be karma… then I made the song.

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*groans*
Whe… where am I? Wait… Who are… why am I strapped down?

(other voice: Do you want to play a game)

What? Wha…what are you doing… hey… hey! HELP!
(Instructions: This is dread not sheer panic, that’s later)

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Sick fuckers killing civilians
Paying out thousands, Paying out millions
The sickness of the elite (scratch)
The Sickness of the elite

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I’m Dexter, but not the kid with the lab
My car is a hearse come and take my cab
I see you like pain, I like it too
You’re just like me, yes I see you

But the difference is greater than an Ocean
I motion you like crime but not in the open
I’m the closer I’m closing your eye lids
I saw what you and that the dirty little guide did

Oh what’s that you say? How did I find you
During your last two flights I was right behind you
Well funded, lone wolf at your doorstep
Backed by dark hands that only want your death

You like hunting? Turnabout is fair though
Found in the county morgue just another John Doe
Welcome to my secret underground lair
see the torture tools I got up in here

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It’s too late to turn back
I see your heart It’s black
Reap what you sow

Look those people don’t matter right, they’re just animals. Just worthless animals. Please, can’t we talk this over?

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You love sniping? I love dissection
Organ donation brought my art to perfection
Logged all your parts, have you all checked in
Drugged like a Huckstable no Teddy Ruxbin

You like killing families? Yours is all gone.
Stuffed in a moving van sing me a swan song
An eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
Karma, to you, inconvenient truth

I’m quick with a ruse, I’m quick with a noose
I’m quick to snuff a fool outside of view
You think your sly, I’ll make a drum outta your hide
And bang it for the next victim I bring inside

I’m atrocious, ferocious, oh shit gonna
end your narcissistic psychosis kid
Go ahead and confess and repent your soul
The zip ties keep you under my firm control

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Money, you like money right? Everyone likes money! Just cut me loose and I’ll pay you anything you want!

(feel free to talk over the voice saying “let the game begin”)

I’ve got connections! I know this guy… he runs an island… oh wait he’s dead… shit…

(Saw noises)

Wait, no! No! Noooooo!

(use a jacket for a muffled scream, don’t hurt your vocal cords for $5)