[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]

With salivating psyches

The Seven start to swarm

Anticipating gluttony with the coming of the storm

(The coming of the storm)

[Verse 2]

If gluttony were a virtue

The Seven would be saints

For the glory of the valley they have come to surely taint

(Who is this Shirley Taint?)

[Chorus]

With pail and lasso quick at hand

They stalk and set to pounce

While slobbering in their greed

The savory tension mounts

(The savory tension mounts)

[Verse 3]

As the rainbow rises

With color rich and true

They gaze in wide-eyed wonder

At the vibrance of each hue

(The vibrance of each hue)

[Chorus]

Leaping forward with the cunning

Of fox on simple prey

Flinging lassos in the air

But the colors drop away

(The colors drop away)

(The colors drop away)

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]

Sordid lines come snapping backwards

Clashing with their hopes

Dumbfounded wretched writhing

As they tangled in their ropes

And came a mighty flood

Of the colors they desired

For the rainbows and the flowers of the valley had conspired

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]

Well, revelations often come

When struggling not to sink

That when the meek unite

They aren't helpless as one may think

Hahahahaaa

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

Drowning in the colors they had come to steal

The valiant persecuted served a devastating meal

No one in the valley, no one in the valley

No one in the valley weeps for them

Yeah, hahahahahahahahaaa