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!