Crawling away, wretched bones
Trying to hide the nails in your soul
The clock runs out, all these years you've had
It's time you let up
The cloaked facade
Somewhere in the darkness, a creature of ill-intentions
What, lie's beneath, only a few know
Mr. Cruel with a blackened soul
She was out on a walk one night
Draped in insecurity, longing and fright
And then he slivered his way in
And thus our story of terror begins
Crawling away, wretched bones
Trying to hide the nails in your soul
The clock runs out, all these years you've had
It's time you let up
The cloaked facade
Well she was young, foolish and dumb
Lingering visions of a star she'd become
He was being bleak and vauge
Destruction nearly led to her grave
But this one knew she could not last long
Grew from the ashes, a fatale was born
And they all swore no rest until
Mr. Cruel was no more
Crawling away, wretched bones
Trying to hide the nails in your soul
The clock runs out, all these years you've had
It's time you let up
The cloaked facade
Mr. Cruel would run and he would run some more
Losing the cloak he so adored
Gathered his followers, of brainless scum
Defending those and the wrongdoings they'd done
But they won't get far, for judgment day is here
And we've had enough of this empire's reign
Swords they clash and swing
Undoings of his sins
Swords they clash and swing
Undoings of his sins
Swords they clash and swing
The crown is ours, so take it in
The crown is ours
A new reign begins