Marshall, Carter & Dark lmt
(Verse 1) In the shadows of high society’s gleam, Where whispers hold more power than a screaming dream, They move in silence, suits cut sharp and fine, Marshall, Carter & Dark — they draw the line. Not by law, not by morals, but by price and trade, In a world where anomalies are bought and laid. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Verse 2) Glass cases hold the things that shouldn’t be, Objects with a pulse, with memories, with glee. They smile and shake your hand, their eyes are cold and clear, “We’ve got what you desire,” they whisper in your ear. No questions asked, but every answer costs a soul, In their ledger, even miracles have a toll. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Bridge) They don’t care for good or evil, right or wrong, Their compass points to profit, steady and strong. The world is just a marketplace, a game of high stakes, Where even destiny is sold in numbered lots and dates. (Verse 3) The gavel falls, the deal is sealed in ink and gold, You’ve bought the impossible — but what does it unfold? You think you own the mystery, you hold it in your hand, But Marshall, Carter & Dark always have the final plan. They watch from the balcony, sipping vintage red, Knowing every ending before the story’s read. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Outro) So raise your glass, or raise your bid, it’s all the same, In the house of shadows, nothing stays the same. Marshall, Carter & Dark… they’re always one step ahead, And the price of wonder? It’s more than you ever said.
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(Verse 1) In the shadows of high society’s gleam, Where whispers hold more power than a screaming dream, They move in silence, suits cut sharp and fine, Marshall, Carter & Dark — they draw the line. Not by law, not by morals, but by price and trade, In a world where anomalies are bought and laid. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Verse 2) Glass cases hold the things that shouldn’t be, Objects with a pulse, with memories, with glee. They smile and shake your hand, their eyes are cold and clear, “We’ve got what you desire,” they whisper in your ear. No questions asked, but every answer costs a soul, In their ledger, even miracles have a toll. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Bridge) They don’t care for good or evil, right or wrong, Their compass points to profit, steady and strong. The world is just a marketplace, a game of high stakes, Where even destiny is sold in numbered lots and dates. (Verse 3) The gavel falls, the deal is sealed in ink and gold, You’ve bought the impossible — but what does it unfold? You think you own the mystery, you hold it in your hand, But Marshall, Carter & Dark always have the final plan. They watch from the balcony, sipping vintage red, Knowing every ending before the story’s read. (Chorus) Marshall, Carter & Dark — the name that makes them pause, The auction bell rings loud, the thrill runs through the halls. Forbidden things, the strange, the uncanny and the rare, They sell the secrets no one else would dare to share. A club for those who know the cost, who feel the weight, Where every item has a story — and a fate. (Outro) So raise your glass, or raise your bid, it’s all the same, In the house of shadows, nothing stays the same. Marshall, Carter & Dark… they’re always one step ahead, And the price of wonder? It’s more than you ever said.
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