Fear isn't a concept a monster like me should feel I'm shaking with trepidation, my fate has now been sealed Only ages left to go Watch as the string gets cut short I should join them down below But I fear that I'm feeling out of sorts Is it more afraid of me than I am of it? Before I thought that true, but now I must admit Doubt has ensnared me I no longer can comply Brush away all the debris Look, my thoughts are liquified A glimmer of guilt in the eight rounded mirrors The truth in a lie has never been clearer Were patiently waiting for the blade to fall Let us clad ourselves in a dark red shawl Only nine ones left to go Watch as the fourth gets cut short Discerning friends as foe Now it's time to pursue the last resort A glimmer of guilt in the eight rounded mirrors The truth in a lie has never been clearer Were patiently waiting for the blade to fall Let us clad ourselves in a dark red shawl A glint of revenge in the eight shattered mirrors To live or to die? It's never been clearer! No more of this waiting, just let the blade fall Let us be ourselves in a show for all!